The stress of nothing...

[j_cheney]

I almost started crying today over nothing...before I realized how stupid that was. By nothing, I mean precisely that. I have a story out that I really would like to hear about, and have heard...nothing.

I worry that the spamfilter has eaten my rejection. I worry that if I contact an editor, I will be purged as one of those writers who just annoys them. I worry that I've missed some vital deadline. And this is just a short story. Hmmpf! ::imagining self dissolving into a puddle of bodily fluids over a novel::

Ah well, at least days like these only come around once a month. The dogs are getting on my nerves, and I want to scream at the icy rain outside. What's up with that? It's April, and I should be out planting, darn it!

Comments

[melissajm.livejournal.com]

Ah, those days. Hang in there. You've got my sympathy.
I'm sure the editor wouldn't get too upset over a polite query.

[dfable.livejournal.com]

Sounds like you've had the perfect storm. The once a month blues, short story out too long, and icy rain in April. Hope you feel better.

[aliettedb.livejournal.com]

Ouch. Bad day of the month--I have those too.

Glad to hear you're feeling better.