This time from a wry, snarky humor mag. My story enchanted one editor, but not the three necessary for a spot in the magazine. Still, I was invited to try again. I find myself, more often than not, in what I call the "honored rejection bin." That's where editors acknowledge not accepting my work and invite me to have another go.
Cold and rainy today. But not for a man who works at home.
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Those possessing both literary discernment and the company checkbook are not always the same person, as you know. Keep trudging.
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