hurry up and wait…and wait…and wait…and wait…
It’s the nature of the beast, but waiting three-plus months for your work to get through the slush pile is maddening. I’m ready to chew off my own kneecaps. While e-mail and automated submission tracking make some aspects of the process more bearable, it gets easier and easier to understand the appeal of self-publishing.
On the other hand, I really need to just shut up and keep writing. Which is hard enough to do. Family, work, internet, life, meteors, woodpeckers, all the hazards and distractions of the world.
