Friends of the editors... we were assembled, several promising writers in a fiction workshop with Michael Martone in the quaint cavernous classroom at Montpelier. We talked about getting published and shared rejection tales, places we had all submitted and no one had been accepted (Glimmertrain, anyone?) and read what was published in those pubs and said, my stuff is as good as that... and concluded getting published was a crapshoot. And to get published all you had to do was be a...
(drum roll, please)
Friend of the editor
Important disclaimers: now, Michael never said the stories published should not have been, nor did he suggest that our work was publishable. Just so's we're clear...
That's the story. Hope it was worth that mouse-click. Now, back to the writing.