I’m tired of not publishing.I’m tired of reading about other people’s publications (present company excepted). There was a time in my life when I published a few poems a year. Then I went freelance, got married, and lost my mother (not quite in that order), and I stopped sending shit out. And, as Teri says, if you don’t send shit out you don’t get published. And so, instead of working this morning, I sent shit out.
1. Submit often
You can’t just send one thing out and sit around and wait six months for disorganized, underpaid, possibly drunk poets to get back to you. You have to carpet bomb. Send lots of things out a lot. Disregard simultaneous submission bans unless they promise you a very short turn-around.
2. Don’t reread your work
You are not just a writer, but you are also an editor and a submitter. But you can’t do all of it at once. One day when you’re feeling good about your work, proofread it and slip it into a “To Submit” file. And the day that the fire is under your ass to submit, send it out without rereading it. If you reread it, you will probably doubt yourself, hate your work, and take to drinking margaritas at 10 am. Bad news, people.
3. Submit again
Rejection means you’re a real writer. Send that shit right back out again.
OK, OK, Indy, I get it, but where the fuck do I send my shit?
This is your engraved invitation. Do it.