*Sigh* So I wrote this Science Fiction short story I intend to submit to a magazine to publish. It's charming, out there, and fun. At least I think so. *Rolling eyes*
Well, I'm doing this because Ann Leckie, author of Ancillary Justice, spoke at St Louis Writers Guild in July and said that she recommended that new writers go the short story route to experience submission and all that goes with it. That echoes Steven King's recommendations and experience as well.
So I'm tediously balancing myself on the shoulders of modern commercial literary giants. Just one misstep...and...SPLAT.
I followed all the submission rules and all the manuscript formatting rules. Now, I'm coaxing friends and coworkers to read my work and become Beta Readers. Who knows what I did with the Alpha Readers. They probably got ate up by the crocodile in the dungeon or something.
I handed the manuscript to my first Beta Reader yesterday. A few hours later he said he read it and then said he would write comments. I said thanks and that I appreciate it. I left the room and immediately felt a crinkling happening in my intestines. It was the oddest of sensations. Yep, no doubt about it, I was cringing. Anxiety is taking over now. Gah!
'Till next time.