I swear, I can’t take much more of this.
Wrote a great (IMNSHO) IM fanfic, posted this morning. At least I thought it was great; hoping to get some nice reviews. One of my best, to be braggingly honest. So I sit and wait.
Got a nice rejection from a Very Respected Magazine for a short story that I sent months ago; asking if I had anything else to send along.
No, I don’t. All my stuff is locked up in subs and with my current mindshift away from short stories it’s going to take a kick in the Muse’s pants to get back.
So, I’m depressed. Sitting here playing MaJong Tiles and blaring IM videos in me ears.
Mail comes in.
Request for full manuscript of "What God and Cats Know" from A very nice small company. Via email. Which has me sobbing at the keyboard for at least five minutes.
My heart can’t take this.