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Jan. 31st, 2012 08:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I was going to post about Things I Learned About Publishing By Reading Slush. Instead you get this:
Tonight I strolled across campus in an evening chilly enough to feel cold. I'd left an information session on summer funding early--I had seen all the parts relevant to my application, and I couldn't stand to watch a powerpoint any more--and wandered through the library to print some things out. I stopped at the post box and opened its blue-painted flap.
Then I said, "Well, here goes." And I dropped a query letter into the mail.
Walking back to my dorm, I had a sudden peculiar feeling that I was standing on the precipice of something huge and wonderful and amazing. I think it was my life.
Tonight I strolled across campus in an evening chilly enough to feel cold. I'd left an information session on summer funding early--I had seen all the parts relevant to my application, and I couldn't stand to watch a powerpoint any more--and wandered through the library to print some things out. I stopped at the post box and opened its blue-painted flap.
Then I said, "Well, here goes." And I dropped a query letter into the mail.
Walking back to my dorm, I had a sudden peculiar feeling that I was standing on the precipice of something huge and wonderful and amazing. I think it was my life.
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Date: 2012-02-01 04:54 pm (UTC)