I’ve started to send work out to literary mags again. I haven’t in about a year. I had a great art project going for a while: posting rejection slips on the wall in front of the toilet in the cabin I lived in. I still have them somewhere.
Back then, I focused on the print lit. Now, I have a lot of Internet journals I focus on. The ones I like to read. I blame blogging for bringing this back into my life. Reading all these great blogs that others write, linking into their networks and seeing these great journals that I had been missing leaves the need to try again.
I don’t like competition, though. So I have to think of trying to get work into journals in another framework. I need to think of it as a step in the process, as fulfilling desire.