Their notice was something like 'Thanks, but I'm going to have to pass. It just didn't work for me. Thanks and good luck'. This sounded familiar, so I look at my rejection letter from Fantasy and Science Fiction magazine, and weeeelllll! Lookie here! Butter my butt and call me a biscuit, it is word for word the same letter!
Jesus H. Christ, come on. At least put a 'man' or 'bro' or something in there. Throw me a bone!
But like the man said, you gotta keep on keepin' on. Life's a garden, dig it? They haven't heard the last from me.
Wordslinger-117 out.
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