Santa Clara Review just accepted a long-ish nonfiction piece, Tidal Navigation, which I wrote long ago in grad school. I am very grateful for this--I didn't know whether this particular would ever be published, as it is long-ish and about love--specifically about finding love again after heartbreak, though I hope its real themes run deeper than that (I thanked Mr. Strega for his continuing inspiration).
I went to check my mail after a long day, in a haze of Wellness Formula, Airborne, and Emergen-C because I am fighting a cold (like many with a chronic illness, I do not like to be in bed, sick, any more than I have to be). I saw the envelope from Santa Clara Review and figured it was a rejection, as the envelope looked fat (ie containing the rejected manuscript). I actually thought I would take the whole envelope, roll it up, and use it to nurse along the fire I had started in my woodstove--and I am awfully glad I looked inside, for there was my acceptance letter, forms to fill out, and my galley sheets! Almost the same thing happened when I got into Poetry a gazillion years ago, so my word of wisdom for the day is: always look inside the envelope!!
Got to go drink some more Emergen-C (achoo!)
3 comments:
Congrats! The SMR is great--Andrew Tonkovich, the editor, likes to nurture writers. Once you're published in there, he's very open to considering more of your work.
Hearty, hearty congratulations!
Does Jones make chicken-soup-flavored soda? I would buy you some to help you get over your cold!
Thanks, Lynn--yeah, I'd like the cracker-flavored soda to go along with it!
Actually, I used to eat those Chicken-in-a-Biskit crackers when I was a kid--a great combo of fat, salt, and refined white flour! Yum!
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