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Monthly Statistics! January: 19 Submissions Sent, 3 accepted, 12 rejected, 4 still out
February: 6 submissions sent, 0 accepted, 6 rejected, 0 still out
March: 12 submissions sent, 1 accepted, 8 rejected, 3 still out
April: 10 submissions sent, 2 accepted, 5 rejected, 3 still out
May: 14 submissions sent, 0 accepted, 9 rejected, 5 still out
June: 12 submissions sent, 0 accepted, 0 rejected, 12 still out
2007: 207 Submissions sent, 24 accepted, 173 rejected, 9 still out
My acceptance this month was a biggie too - my short story collection, Hardwired Humanity, has been accepted by Cyberwizard Productions. I'll share more details with you as I get them!
Tags: acceptance, publication, rejection, statistics, writing
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I'm finally getting over the second round of sick. First it was the stomach thing my adorable kids gave me, then it was the cough my adorable kids gave me, and the fevers, aches, and chills that went with it. I dreamt I was speaking in gibberish and no one could understand me. Not so far from the truth sometimes. But then, I live in a place where Giger is a radiation meter and not an artist. Where the only poems anyone knows are written on the insides of greeting cards and maybe just a little Longfellow. Here, Shakespeare is to be mocked and I'm lucky if anyone has read anything not in the realm of Rowling or Roberts. And if I were to mention Moorcock, there would be giggles. Oh yeah - and some of the best artists are freaking turtles!! Anyway - it's hard for me to find anyone with whom to discuss things related to art or books. In any case, I have veered completely off my point. If I had one. Long story short - I'm not dreaming in gibberish anymore so I guess that means, apart from my crazy lingering cough, I'm better. As better as I get. While I was sick, I got an acceptance from Everyday Fiction for a really quirky little piece of mine, April Scabs. I wasn't sure I'd ever really find the right market for it but I'm glad I did. It's probably one of the strangest things I've ever written and it was inspired by the Hubster. So - that's the good news:) On Lost: I love that show. They almost lost me a couple of times - all relating to Charlie and Claire when I'm honest about it, and the whole Mama-cat in me. But, tonight's episode reminded me just how much I love the premise. The writers can make it surprise me AND make it logical enough to a layman like myself - maybe if I came from a more scientific background, I would not be so enamoured. But I don't and therefor, I am. Tonight's episode reminds me why I watch. That and Sayid. Since Charlie is gone (unless the writers have something up their sleeves, which is always possible), Sayid is my new favorite. In other worlds than my own: There seems to be a bit of a motivation, focus, time, and energy drag going around and I really hope that everyone suffering from it on any level - finds what they need to be happy very soon. ~S Tags: acceptance, fiction, lost, sick, writing
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I think the world must be ending! Not really, but it's been quite a while since I had two acceptances in the same week. Very happy mama today - even if my face does hurt. Damned wisdom teeth. When I know when the poems are scheduled to run, I'll post it here but: In the Image of the Hanged Man, A Mother's Heart, Too Late For Ribbons, Pulling Threads, and Moments have all been accepted by The Written Word. As for the teeth - I go in to the surgeon on Monday to hopefully schedule me to get these things out of my face. Then maybe I can be human again for a while. Maybe. Tags: acceptance, poetry, publication, statistics, the process, writing
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Got two rejections in the mail. One I was expecting - BWR is one of those market I may never break into, like Glimmertrain. The other, I had hoped would go the other way. Even as big a market as it is, I still have hopes for Asimov's. Tried poetry this time. Figured, long shot but maybe, just maybe... turns out I was wrong. Also got a very interesting phone call. Several years ago - 2004? I replied to a call in WD and my story proposal was accepted, then the story itself was accepted (with some editing of course) and then, I heard nothing from the editor. It was about six months after that when my computer imploded and I lost her contact info. So, I didn't hear anything. I didn't hear anything. I gave it up as either a shelved project or one of those where I made it to the final round and then got cut (happens much more often than I'd like). Fortunately, I kept the essay in my "Accepted" folder. I wrote other things of similar themes and even about the same basic stuff, but never with so much that I thought there would be a conflict with that peice. Very unlike me. I'm one of those - reject me and I'll send it somewhere else within a week - types. This time I didn't. Perhaps that speaks volumes enough. Anyway, said editor called today - seems it was put on hold (time being an inflexible thing and all that) but she had some questions for me about my work. Gave her my new email etc. and I guess it could well be a go. So - a little bad, a little good, fussy baby, and rainy weather... And it's not even 3pm. Will post counts on HM later :) ~Sarah Tags: acceptance, publication, rejection, submission, writing
Current Mood:  productive
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