I believe I mentioned it earlier that I submitted an article to an online site. Well folks, guess what?
I got my rejection letter about 9 days after submitting it: Thanks for the opportunity with this one, but I’m afraid we aren’t going to use.
You bet your ass I printed it out. Gonna find a nice frame so I can preserve it and keep close forever. Hell, it’s only 15 words so I could probably get it tattooed on my arm.
I was pretty bummed that it didn’t gt picked up but in a weird way I am so pumped. Someone read my writing! Someone decided it either wasn’t their taste in writing or it was absolutely awful. It oddly fanned my flames. I want to write more. I want to get onto a website that I don’t control. I mean, if I can get printed I would be through the damn roof but let’s start smallish.
Since then I have submitted two more things. One to the same site that originally rejected me and one to a different site. I have also been trolling other sites looking for work. In the mean time I have been drafting up a few throw away pieces just for funzies.
I’ve heard people wanting to pitch things to the Onion so I toyed with that idea…
Mitt Romney Enjoys Bubble Baths
…for 2 minutes.
Of course this blog has taken 3 days to write. Why? One family emergency, new cats in the house (not permanent, much to Tetra’s delight), chores and, who am I kidding, watching X-Men: Fist Class. Again. HBO, please stop showing that movie. I HAVE THINGS TO DO DAMN IT.
So here I am, trying to be a writer. Well, I run a blog and I have a rejection letter. I’m on the right path!