It’s possible that regular readers of this blog may have gained the impression that the course of my writing life runs like a smooth, well-oiled machine, untroubled by such petty problems as rejection, frustration or failure. However, nothing could be further from the truth: I get rejections and failures all the time. There are some publications that have almost certainly added me to their spam list, given the number of things I have abortively sent them. However, I do like to think that the fact that this doesn’t bother me (and it really doesn’t) has something to do with whatever impression of success that I manage to project.
Some of my favourite stories have travelled the world so much they have special T shirts printed, showing everywhere they have visited on their long journey, and I am delighted to announce that one such story, “Dinner with Sylvia” has at last found a home – and a good one at that – at The Battered Suitcase. I wrote this story for a VWC competition back in 2004 and I have been sending it out, off and on, ever since I started submitting stuff to the outside world in 2007. So I’m particularly pleased to see this one finally flee the nest, because it deserves a wider audience. Well, I think it does, anyway.