I realize I may have bespoken in defense of keeping the knowledge of simultaneous submissions to oneself, but in my current frame of mind I had an attack of honesty. Sent in two stories that were out on the circuit to a lit journal that always accepted them (or so I thought, perhaps it was just for the contests). In checking this morning as to what I had sent them online, and what the deadlines were, I noticed they did not accept simultaneous for their standard reading. I am impulsive, and so, sent out this e-mail message to them:
Subject: Uh-oh.
I’m truly sorry, but I just noticed today that for the standard submission you do not accept simultaneous sumission–for some reason I didn’t check that again when I sent them in in April. The following two stories were entered and you may wish to pull them from consideration since they are both still out to a couple of other lit journals. I can resubmit them in July. They are:
Standard Short-Story Submission |
Reflection With Imagery |
949 words |
In Process |
Standard Short-Story Submission |
Few |
1618 words |
In Process |
I just received this reply:
"Okay. I’ll reject them both sight unseen. Thanks for speaking up, Susan. I appreciate it. We’ll look forward to July!"
As a writer, I just put myself several months behind. But the satistfaction in knowing I did the right thing should overwhelm that.
Soon, I hope.
Good for you. Making friends, I see.
Friends? You think they’ll remember my name come July? But I do like myself better.