first of all, my very special sweet friend, when i was feeling my most down, decided to publish my little short short in her fantastic flash fiction journal

HeavyGlow due out on the 15th of this month. and come on, i'm sure i'm not the only great piece in there. stacy has incredible if not picky tastes, so she knows what is, is what is.

but last week i followed a link she had in her link section. expecting nothing at all, on any level, i submitted a piece that was more than a few years old (and if i remember correctly, came from a prompt of stacy's from "for the love of writing")i expected nothing. the piece had been turned down more than a couple of times. but stacy has preened her link list, and so i took a chance, especially after reading what they had to offer. it seemed like a place that finally "got me."

that was last week. tonight i got an email from them asking if my piece was still available for print (webprint) and (get this) apologizing to me for taking so long to get back to me....are you kidding???? a week and a half!? and yet they apologized for the time it took to get back to me!

funny how just today i had i thought how much i missed writing. the pure joy of it, the not worrying about what anyone else thought, the raw emotions i had managed to bring to the surface....honestly, i walked out of harvey's and could see the lake beyond and a million thoughts filled my head...i thought to myself, what a wonderful site to see...and i wished i had a story to go along with it and the "bag boy" who is actually older than me, talked about what a beautiful day it was, and how he was so happy to have a job that let him go outside and enjoy the day...i climbed in the car just thinking how much i miss the joy of writing...writing for myself and no one else. i lost that, and i don't know where it went.

and then, to get an acceptance, for a piece no one else would take...omg, what an extreme joy.

i'm a happy girl. nuff said.