Last summer, I submitted a story I wrote to a small webzine called Chaos Theory and promptly forgot about it. This morning, I got an e-mail from the publisher telling me they were going to publish my story in the next issue, which comes out in a couple weeks. I was floored. I had basically given up on that story ever seeing the light of day. I even get $10 out of the deal! Granted, it’s not the New Yorker or even Reader’s Digest, but hey, someone is paying me money for something I wrote. And it provides some objective proof that I don’t completely suck.
I’ve started asking friends to set me up on a date. I used to shy away from such requests because I thought there wasn’t a chance anyone would take me seriously. But I must be getting more confident (or more deluded) because now I think that a woman could do a lot worse than hang out with me for an hour or two. Maybe I should set up a separate website expressly for that purpose: hookmarkup.com or something like that.
Mark: Congratulations, It looks like you are on your way again to being a famous literay giant. Keep writing, good things will happen!.
Love,
Dad
YOU DON’T SUCK!!!
(at least – not in writing!!!)
i have read it, therefore i can havs (pardon my french, but some things have (HAVS?) to be said this way!) an opinion now!!!
you’re good!
(and good luck, even if it was like… years ago.. hey, maybe it will do something anyway :P)