Sent!

They’re off. I slapped the stamps on them this morning, and they’re on their way to magazines as we speak.

It’s been some… oh, let me see… four years now, since I’ve sent anything out. More than that, even. It might even be closer to five or six years. I’ve had stuff taken and published before, so it’s not like this is anything completely new. I’ve also had my fair share of rejections. All of that is old hat.

I guess the big thing for me is that, I’m submitted poems again. It’s a huge step, and I doubt I’d be doing this if it weren’t for my friend Matt kicking my ass so consistently and unrelentingly. :)

Anymore, I’m not sending shit out as a way to gauge my own worth. I got past that phase a good while ago. I’m not sending poems out so that someone can tell me I’m good. I’m sending poems out because I feel they’re strong, and I feel that someone else will think so too.

I expect I’ll get a lot of rejection slips. But I also expect I’ll get a lot of ink. And I expect to get the occasional poem taken as well. I believe, very strongly, in my own writing. To me it feels like it’s not a matter of if, but of when.