Back again in 30:30
Am also busy juggling four stories with Valerie — two of which are supposed to be possible entries for the Wild River Review Fake Memoir Contest. It's a riot. I spent a better part of yesterday morning laughing my pants off at the stuff I faked in the memoirs.
Some nice rejections:
Beloit Poetry Journal editor wrote:
We shall not be using your manuscript. Thank you, however, for giving us the opportunity to consider it. Many of us found your work interesting; I was personal fascinated by the formal dimension of "How a Mother Peels Fruit Before the Funeral."
Mailing date: 8 June 2006
E-mail reply: 19 August 2006
Smiths Knoll sent an amiable, hand-written rejection:
Dear Arlene —
Sorry: an enjoyable + interesting batch from you, as always. We hope you'll try us again.
Mailing date: 4 August 2006
Date received: 18 August 2006
On a lighter note:
Following a link from Matthew Schmeer's blog (under his thoughts on rejecting poems), I found this hilarious place: Professor Roy and the Amazingly Bad Poetry Journal.
I'm rather sorry I missed their contest deadline — with its "no-b.s. actual prize." That would've been quite an award to add to one's curriculum vitae.