I just finished wading through my very first slush pile. I feel so… so happy. And at the same time, I want to kill every writer that ever lived. A lot of the stuff I looked at was really good. A lot of it really wasn't. I feel a lot better about my own writing now, though. I'm on par with the best stuff I saw in the pile, and heads & shoulders over the stuff that was bad.
Least Favorite Son at Untreed Reads
12 years ago
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