Details? Fine. I had a bad encounter with a curb whilst walking to work. Twisted my right foot. Oddly, this is the third injury of this sort I've sustained in the past six months, and they've all been to the same foot. (And I call myself a traceur, hah!)
I'd blame the recent blazer weather (92f?!), but previous injuries happened in Nov and Jan. And I like to blame myself...
Anyway, moving on. I've relapsed, once again suffering slush readers with the products of my crazy imagination. Fingers are crossed, but I'm trying not to expect much. If there's one thing I've learned from rejections, it's the need to push that work(or works) from my mind and move on to the next, so that's what I'll do.
If anyone out there is reading this, and has something of their own making the sub rounds, I wish you luck. And if you're afraid of submitting your own work, lest you be rejected, then don't worry. Everyone gets rejections (except Heinlein, and let's not compare ourselves to him. I don't need to feel inadequate right now.)
Yawn. Wtf, it's four after four. No wonder I'm tired. I'll edit and tag this post tomorrow, when my eyelids aren't trying to drag me to sleep.
Goodnight (or should that be goodmorning?) and God bless,
M. S.
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment