Fat Chance, Kiddo!

So when I was at writing camp this year, we had to write letters to anyone, essentially, and mine was, apparently, kind of funny.  (It was to Ryan Gosling, on whom I have a gigantic crush.  I saw him once, and I think the tone of his voice when he said, “Hello” implied that he really wanted to marry me, so that’s where the letter starts.)  My teacher told me I should submit it somewhere, but where?  The only two suggestions from the class were the now-defunct XX Files (of The Washington Post) and Shouts and Murmurs, of the venerable and infamous New Yorker.  I feel kind of stupid submitting to the latter, but seeing as I don’t know where else to go (water, water everywhere, and not a drop to drink) I think I’ll just bite the bullet.  Besides, who will ever know, except you guys, aka Nobody?

Plus, when I asked my teacher if she thought I should really do it, she said, “Now, you do realize that the chances of getting into Shouts & M is miniscule, it’s merely an exercise, why not submit it, and yes, it does fit the genre, and quite well, but don’t you dare feel the least bit devastated if/when it’s rejected.  I still want you to submit it there.”

Color me convinced!  The “It’s merely an exercise” really sealed the deal for me.  Though I’m still tempted to write a snarky note as a prelude to the piece (also kind of snarky…)

Anyone else think it’s really funny that it’s S&M?

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