Last week we went for a walk along the Willamette River, near where I-5 crosses over it. I managed to notice some broadcast antenna guy lines framing a tree. It was so arty it demanded I take a photo, so I did.
In honor of the New Moon, I received two story rejections in about five hours. Thank you, universe. I suppose since I send out stories in batches, it's not too surprising that I receive rejection letters in batches, too. It wouldn't be so bad if only all my rejection letters didn't start with "Dear John." Oh -- wait...
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