So last night I about shit my pants when Andrew Ervin from one of my favorite literary magazines Ninth Letter called on the phone to let me know that they wanted to take my story 'The Gown From Mother's Stomach' for publication in their Spring 08 issue. I've never had a phone call acceptance before, and 9L is an amazing journal, so I've been in pretty great spirits since then. To the point I couldn't sleep last night. Supposedly my story was one that was unanimously voted to go in, which rarely happens without contention in their meetings. Thanks to Andrew and Jodee and all others involved with that. I feel blessed.
Not to mention that as soon as I got home from where I was when I got the phone call, I had another acceptance letter from Phoebe saying they wanted to publish my story 'Seabed,' which is the longest story I've ever had accepted anywhere, right around 6000 words. I think before this I'd never published anything longer than 2000. Another awesome journal. Thanks to Ryan Call for digging my stuff enough to take it.
Anyway, enough gloating, but I'm pretty fucking stoked.
Anais Nohant blogged about me, particularly my David Lynch story and my sex pervert list. Thanks to Anais.
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Now I'm going to go eat sugar and feel okay.