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O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head!
It is some dream that on the deck,
You’ve fallen cold and dead.

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

A Spoon Full of Sugar Helps the Rejection Go Down

OSC's Intergalactic Medicine Show is giving Daddy's Little Girl a bye. Ah well.

Time to find another market for that story. This time might mean (gasp) an actual mail submission. Yes, I know. You'll need to pick yourselves up off the floor. I've been digging this e-submission process for a bit to long it seems. The Gods of Rejection now demand envelopes and postage.

2 comments:

Merrie Haskell said...

Until this winter, I never once balked about paper subs, or ever privileged an e-sub market over the others. But now I do. With a vengeance. I've sent exactly one sub by paper out of the last twenty.

Steve Buchheit said...

Since October I've been doing the same. I've had that internal conversation of "Oh, that looks like a good market for this, but hey, there this market and they accept email submissions" and then I send it to the second market.