Yesterday was one of those days. Every little thing seemed to go wrong, and by the end I was ready to crash.
Got home around 2:45am from work to find my first rejection via snail mail (from Skidrow Penthouse). My first (and only coherent) thought by that point was, ‘Well, that ends this particular day perfectly.’ Not even a nice full form letter. Just a scrap of paper. Oh well.
Time to take my own (and Talia’s) advice and drop a submission to MSR.
Writer’s Meeting Wednesday at the Oaken Bucket. I’ll do my best to be there, as I missed the previous meeting, and wasn’t around on campus like I thought I would be for the English Club meeting today. I feel so lazy, or something akin to it. Haven’t really been focusing on school, or art. Just…football, playing backgammon, drinking coffee. Coasting through days.