Adding another entry onto my list of shame. I’ve reworked the story somewhat and have sent it away to another publication, so … fingers crossed again, I suppose.
Failure is, like, super cruddy. I totally hate it.
On a more positive note, I finished the initial draft of the second major section of The Novel. It came in at roughly 40,000 words, or about 107 pages. I’m working on it, pumping out words, with little regard to quality, as if a whip were upon my back. It’ll be finished eventually, I promise.