The bad news is that this is the last one in the pipeline and after my recent spate of rejections I’m beginning to wonder if I will ever write anything worth reading again.
I suppose I will just have to do what I normally do in the circumstances and lower my sights until I find a magazine desperate for material. That was how I became a published poet in the first place. Nothing to do with the quality of my writing, just a willingness to lower my standards until I found someone willing to publish me.
According to an article I read there are 300 poetry magazines in the UK, and you are almost certain to get in one of them if you search around enough.
The situation is slightly different with a specialist form like a haibun, but even so, there are still magazines out there I haven’t tried.
There are, of course, reasons for this.
Some of them, for instance, only accept paper submissions, and I can’t be bothered. It’s a waste of time, a waste of money and a waste of trees,
Others have an unfortunate attitude, Frankly, I can’t write enough good stuff to go round so why bother with someone who I probably won’t like? I will take a certain amount of crap if I’m being paid, but not when I’m working for nothing.
That will do for now, despite all my good intentions I am only going to manage one post today.
I’m now going to prepare a submission for tomorrow and polish my article on coping with rejection by editors.