About two years ago I finally got up the nerve to start
submitting some of my short stories for publication. I surprised myself, managing to sell three
stories in the space of eighteen months.
The markets were barely paying--$10 to $20 per sale, but they were still
sales. If I had been a crackhead, I still don't think I could have gotten a
greater high than receiving that acceptance e-mail, with a real editor telling
me how much he or she liked my story.
After clearing that milestone, I thought I'd try for
semi-pro and pro markets.I knew the moment I decided to submit my stories to
tougher markets I'd get a whole lot more rejections. For the past nine months I've been watching
rejection after rejection come in. My Duotrope
acceptance rate has fallen from seven percent to below three percent, and drops
further with each rejection. I'm
watching my e-mails with white knuckles, hoping for that one acceptance that
will make the long wait worth it.
I submitted my story The Last Hour on Earth to one of my
favorite online magazines, NewMyths.com, and watched for five months as it
filtered through several rounds of cuts, until I got the message "Thanks for letting us read this. While
it made it to our final round of cuts, in the end there were a few stories we
liked more."
Asimov's has been my favorite mag since I was a
teenager. In an effort to fulfill my
lifelong dream of being published there, I submitted my hard SF story Sailing
to Eden. Two months later, I got the
response "Thank you for letting me see "Sailing to Eden." The
story is nicely done, but I’m afraid it's not quite right for me. I look
forward to your next one, though."
I submitted a darling piece of horror satire The Count to a
5 cent a word publication. They replied
"While we all enjoyed the piece, we opted to go with other stories."
Please forgive my self-centered narcissism, but I think you
get the idea. I would like to think that
with just a little more luck, I could have had my first sale to a semi-pro or
professional magazine. It doesn't quite
quench the discouragement though.