I'm currently getting a bunch of self-addressed, stamped envelopes ready. In the next few days I'm going to begin sending out my poems and short stories to every literary magazine I can find that will accept submissions. I'm a bit horrified, I must admit. It feels like I'm letting my children off into the world for the first time. They've never been so far away from me. I'm worried they won't be treated nice. At some point one of them will limp home with a rejection letter in their hand. I can't wait.
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