Manuscript disposable, pt. 2

Well, I am now the proud owner of two Asimov's magazine rejection letters. Yesterday, I finally got smacked down for the space vampire story

I submitted on July 14. I currently don't have another story under

submission, but I suppose this is as good a motivating factor as any.

Like they say, it gets easier over time, and the second letter didn't

sting as bad as the first. Don't get me wrong, it's depressing as hell,

but I guess the second punch never hurts as bad as the first, if only

because you know what to expect.

Maybe I'm destined for a career in mediocre nonfiction,

and higher literary aspirations are beyond my grasp. Or I haven't

learned how not to suck yet. Either way, I'm too stubborn to give up


Back to the salt mines.

By Jay Garmon

Jay Garmon has a vast and terrifying knowledge of all things obscure, obtuse, and irrelevant. One day, he hopes to write science fiction, but for now he'll settle for something stranger — amusing and abusing IT pros. Read his full profile. You can a...