I've just had an email back from Cat Sparks about my beloved story, Postcards. Alas, it wasn't chosen for the anthology, although she encouraged me to submit other stories, if I thought they'd be suitable. All in all, I think it was a good rejection, especially since she didn't actually mention the word 'rejection' once. It was simply "not selected for publication", which is a bit more pleasant than just being rejected outright. Moreover, she also encouraged me to submit it to ASIM and to have a look at a website listing Australian spec fic markets (which I already know about, but the thought is there).
So, Postcards isn't going to published immediately, but I still hold out hope for the dear thing.
In other news, some rather nicely-put-together plumbers spent most of the day digging up our front yard and footpath, in an apparently futile attempt to hunt down our water leak.
"Let me know if you're going to turn the water off," I asked politely, seeing as I'd only just got up when they arrived and had yet to shower and brush my teeth.
Assured that this would happen, I then went into the house... to find out the water had been turned off. Ten minutes later, one of the plumbers rocked up at the door and informed me that the water would be off for a while. I was too bewildered to ask him what he thought it had been doing for the previous ten minutes - playing hide and seek with me in the pipes?
Nevertheless, our driveway is presently coated in a nice sludge of water and mud, which shows no sign of abating. The plumbing duo have shifted operations across the street, where they further indulged in their passion for digging up footpaths, with little success. That is to say, they were incredibly successful in digging up the footpath, but less so in putting a stop to the leak.
Ah well - time to pay attention to my icon. Back to work it is.
So, Postcards isn't going to published immediately, but I still hold out hope for the dear thing.
In other news, some rather nicely-put-together plumbers spent most of the day digging up our front yard and footpath, in an apparently futile attempt to hunt down our water leak.
"Let me know if you're going to turn the water off," I asked politely, seeing as I'd only just got up when they arrived and had yet to shower and brush my teeth.
Assured that this would happen, I then went into the house... to find out the water had been turned off. Ten minutes later, one of the plumbers rocked up at the door and informed me that the water would be off for a while. I was too bewildered to ask him what he thought it had been doing for the previous ten minutes - playing hide and seek with me in the pipes?
Nevertheless, our driveway is presently coated in a nice sludge of water and mud, which shows no sign of abating. The plumbing duo have shifted operations across the street, where they further indulged in their passion for digging up footpaths, with little success. That is to say, they were incredibly successful in digging up the footpath, but less so in putting a stop to the leak.
Ah well - time to pay attention to my icon. Back to work it is.
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on 2006-01-23 10:16 am (UTC)have this packet of sherbet lemons and this line of pom pom holding can-can dancing herrings to urge you on! :P
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on 2006-01-23 10:34 am (UTC)Thank-you muchly, though. I've quite enjoyed watching the pom-pom holding can-can dancing herrings this evening.
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on 2006-01-23 09:47 pm (UTC)Kelly Parra
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on 2006-01-24 03:09 am (UTC)But keep trying! Maybe you need the Cousin Jimmy approach and should mail it off stuffed in an old cracker box with no return stamps.
Wow, I read those books way to many times :P
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on 2006-01-24 04:17 am (UTC)re-old drawing board
on 2006-01-24 04:51 am (UTC)Follow the advice on your icon
Can we have Steak for dinner, or is money too tight??
Bye
Me
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on 2006-01-24 06:30 am (UTC)*grugs* This is a bit late, but - Bun, I love Postcards. Lots of people do. Even with a nice "not selected" *cringes* it makes me wonder what WILL be published in it...I'll bet it's no where near as witty or clever or anything near the standard of postcards!!! Best that your work wasn't included in it if they didn't select it straight away! *grumbles*
Time to use a paul-ism: "It'll happen when it's the right time to happen."
*bahs at paul*
*hands caramel chocca to Bun*
Re: re-old drawing board
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