Edison's dead men...
... are on the 'maybe' pile. Right now, the proto-'History is Dead' anthology contains MY story, amongst others.
I'm not accepted, not yet. I may not be. Dr. Paffenroth had some 300 other stories to read, and I know not how many are with me on the maybe pile, and how many stories are going to be in the book proper, and there's absolutely no assurance that I will be kicked forward to the next level and actually get published, but all that's not important right now.
I'm on the 'maybe' pile... I could have been genially rejected, but I was passed on to the next stage. They say all you need is a rejection to be considered and author, and I have a few of those. But to be considered a published author, you should probably have been published by someone beside yourself. And I'm On That Track now.
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
posted by Ed Turner at
8:51:00 PM
3 Comments:
You lucky bastard! My envy burns with the fire of a thousand suns!
I'm gonna have to get beyond the rejection stage of authorhood at some point. Congrats on making it to the next stage, dude. You are living the dream.
Does this dream involve silver dollar pancakes? Cause if it does, I can help with that part.
Silver dollar pancakes are most likely involved, yes.
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