I did it.
After years of writing short stories and listening to Peabo tell me I need to submit my work, I’ve done it. I’ve entered my story “Boobs LaRue” in Glimmer Train’s Short Story contest for new writers. I figure I’m about as new as they get.
My stomach hurts. I think this might be the kind of feelings moms get when they send their kids to kindergarden. I’ve shoved one of my babies out into the cold, hard world without me. What if Boobs can’t fend for herself? What if nobody in class likes her?
This is scary as hell. I am hoping it gets easier, since I have about four more places I want to submit stories to over the next few months.