Really short post because I'm too excited to focus. That short story I said I'd submitted? It got accepted!
I was anticipating rejection. I knew I liked the story, but I didn't know if it was good enough - imposter syndrome dogs my footsteps in most aspects of my life. I would have been happy with a rejection, though; proof I had taken a step out of my comfort zone, that I'd taken a risk towards achieving one of my deepest wishes. That shift in mindset alone was reward enough.
Cloaked Press accepted it. It will be published in December, in a collection called "Winter of Wonder: Fauna 2022". I will of course be sharing a link when I have one.
I have to keep reminding myself it's just a short story: I feel like I've won the lottery.
It feels so good, like the hard work starts here, and the hard work will be worth it.
I can be a writer.