I submitted two stories for consideration for the Squaw Valley Community of Writers workshop. I mailed them. Today.
I'm a bit at a loss- I've been slugging away at editing them for the past week, shifting commas, removing pronouns, adding an "s" to "Thursday". The same old stuff.
Now I can't make any more changes- they've already been sent out. This is kind of a crazy day. I've never done that before, in any way. No submissions to magazines, nothing. Not even to the literary journal of which I know both editors. So this is strange. I'm nervous.
I suppose it doesn't matter, I'll get in or I won't, but still... The US postal service has my stories speeding off to be read by someone.
It's still a bit disconcerting.
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Thanks for that, Jonathan. I am a little wary now that you've said that the other participants tore your piece to shreds... Did you find the experience helpful? What did you feel like after the week was over? I don't think I've even thought about what the actual workshop would be like. My mind hasn't gotten that far yet- I was so worried about facing rejection that I didn't even think about that part of it. (Silly, I know).
I know that Carrie and a few people from last semester were going to apply as well. I was most worried that I'd be the one nobody picked for kickball, if you know what I mean.
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