But...I've spent the last two hours writing back to the publisher and submitting my story someplace else. The publisher made noises about welcoming other submissions so I put a feeler out there on my book. We'll see what happens. And the short story went somewhere else, so that's officially me getting back onto the horse that threw me. News that the winner of the contest was someone well-known in the industry helped ease that sting a little, but you wanna know the pathetic thought that really kicked me in the butt? The fact that I think James Marsters is a very talented actor and yet he doesn't get parts all the time. ;)
Combine that with the wonderful hugs and support and reminders from my flist, and it was probably inevitable I plug at it some more. At least for a little while. :)
