As the writer descended into the fiery pits, she saw row upon row of writers chained to their desks in a steaming sweatshop. As they worked, they were repeatedly whipped with thorny lashes.
"Oh my," said the writer. "Let me see heaven now."
A few moments later, as she ascended into heaven, she saw rows of writers, chained to their desks in a steaming sweatshop. As they worked, they, too, were whipped with thorny lashes.
"Wait a minute," said the writer. "This is just as bad as hell!"
"Oh no, it's not," replied an unseen voice. "Here, your work gets published."
Several friends and I have recently received rejections from various publishers. I remembered this old joke and thought it might cheer some of you.
My tally for the last three months:
Short Story Submissions: 4
Poetry Submissions: 2
Nonfiction Submissions: 3
Rejections: 5
Publications: 1
Happy Holidays, Happy Writing and Hoping for Happy Publication!
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