18:16 A stray neuron fires, and I decide to send a poem to the literary e-zine Ink, Sweat and Tears.
19:08 I receive an acceptance from the editor, saying that he likes it so much that he’s going to put it up this weekend.
If only life was always like that.
Yes, I’ve also been impressed by their speed. Very much the exception these days though.
Indeed, although I would imagine that poetry markets are quicker than fiction. Then again, I know very little about poetry.