Writing
Related: About this forumMy essay got published. Did the happy dance!
My alma mater has a new little literary journal put out by the college of veterinary medicine. I submitted a short essay (700 words) and they accepted it for their first edition this fall. They sent 3 copies of the thing, and of the 4 essays in it, mine is the first (feeling smug, lol). Has some poetry and photography and images of some fine arts works. They didn't pay a dime, of course. But I am so excited, lol.
I am bummed that I can't link to it yet (editor says it eventually will be online to link to). But even when it is, I probably won't here because then I would lose my anonymity. Damn.
(sniff)
DavidDvorkin
(19,906 posts)May there be many more.
yellerpup
(12,263 posts)Please do give us a link when you get one. Published is published whether you get paid or not. Honors to you!
WillyT
(72,631 posts)classof56
(5,376 posts)As a writer, I maintain published is published, no matter the venue. Good for you! I'm sure you're well familiar with the importance of the "Author Platform." You just added to yours--way to go!
Would love to read your words when we can. Keep us updated!
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DiehardLiberal
(580 posts)As a committed pet owner, I read your comments some time ago about feeding tuna to cats and avoid it like the plague now. Got my Maine Coon to almost 17 and another to ~18 (exact age unknown). Now I have 3 young ones who I'm enjoying very much. Thanks for all you do both politically and pet-ically = you make a difference!
And congratulations on your publication!!
kestrel91316
(51,666 posts)sybylla
(8,655 posts)Getting published always feels good. I'm thrilled it happened to you.
kestrel91316
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want them to reject it because it's already been slapped onto the internet. The original publication has no internet presence yet.
Here's the first and last paragraphs:
Thousands of years ago, in a place of rocks and sea and cerulean skies, men and women gazed with terror upon the face of evil: wolves and dogs and men seemingly made mad by the gods. The Greeks called on Artemis, beseeching her to intervene against the illness known as rabies as she was said to do. But Artemis always had better things to do than listen to their pleas not a single biting, shrieking, drooling victim lived to tell of her power in all the long centuries of pleas. And their true foe, a microscopic machine which exists only to make more copies of itself, worked unseen and uncomprehended until one man deduced a means to fend off this hideous destroyer of the mind.
(snip)
So we who recognize the danger soldier on we, who serve as priestesses and priests of Aristaios. We perform the rituals of unwrapping syringes and mixing diluent into lyophilized powders and injecting them into our willing supplicants, and all that is lacking in our endeavors are incense and chanting and long linen robes. With each injection we offer up a silent prayer that our nostrums do their magic, and that the evil be kept at bay for another year, and another, and yet another. And we teach or at least we try. We are the new Greeks.
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