AGNI didn't want the story I sent them, but it's a long beast of a thing, so I know it'll be hard to place.
The Idaho Review and Black Warrior Review do not want the stories I sent them and Bob Dylan has a Nobel Prize in Literature.
This week I got no's from Subtropics and Copper Nickel. The Subtropics note is a little oddly worded, in my opinion, saying that my story "isn't going to be a go" for them, but that informality made me think it was a personal note? It's probably not, but if that's their strategy, it worked!
However! I did get a note from Paul Lisicky (!!!) at StoryQuarterly that they were accepting my story, "Half Dollar," for publication in January/February. StoryQuarterly has such a rich history and I love its Illinois roots, and to receive a note from Paul Lisicky: all of this was pretty dreamy. I'm so happy someone liked what I think of as my take on a Shirley Jackson story.
Finally, I can share my cover for The Grip of It, out in August 2017 from Farrar, Straus & Giroux. Such a dream. I couldn't be happier with the cover and am so grateful to Alex Merto for the stellar design.
I submitted a story to Ploughshares Solos because the story is long and they are open to that, but they politely declined.
Whoo! It's September and school is in session and journal readers are hard at work reading those summer submissions.
I've received four in the last week! Three were encouraging: A Public Space, The Laurel Review and Tupelo Quarterly. One seems like more a flat-out rejection from Mid-American Review.
Do I like kind encouragement more than acceptance? Possibly.
Noemi declined my poetry collection, and, with that, I believe I am hanging up my poetry hat for a while. I read through the collection again when the rejection came and had to admit the work seems weaker the longer I hold it in my hands. Maybe at some point I'll go back through a revise, but, for now, I have prose interests that feel more pressing. Goodbye, sweet poetry hopes. I never quite figured you out.
In the last of my residency applications, I was rejected by Djerassi and waitlisted for a return trip to Ragdale. I'm a little disappointed, but then I remind myself of all of the great luck I've had, and I think the one residency I have lined up for June of next year, at the Rensing Center, is more than enough what with book tour for travel and whatnot.
n+1 had sent an encouraging note last time around, and this time it seems more form. Admittedly, the story I sent them was a bit long for any journal, so I understand. I don't know where these long stories are coming from. I used to struggle to break a thousand words and now they're passing the 10k mark. So strange, but trying to stay open and learn even if it means the work doesn't find a home easily.
Black Warrior Review rejected another story of mine. Someday! I've been really trying to match what I think they want, but still no luck. Good to have a goal!