just to keep my ego in check...

I just had the fastest rejection of my career.

Digging through the laptop, I found a couple of utterly silly super-short horror pieces. They were serviceable, though not incredible. So I fired them off. One, "Bargaining With Spiders," I sent to a low-pay webzine at 10:37 p.m.

Response came at 8:58 a.m.

"Thanks for submitting this, but unfortunately I'm going to pass. Thanks again."

Wow, I've got whiplash. Hey, the story isn't any great shakes. But it's a good reminder that despite what some dear, sweet readers said, I can't get my laundry list published quite yet. Not that the spider piece is my laundry list, I actually rather like it. But then I never did have much luck with magazines.

Putting my ego back in the Sucrets box...