Just got an email from the Vestal Review, a zine that focuses on short shorts, rejecting one of my short stories. Normally I would be down, but the editors gave me a glimmer of hope with their postscript. The email said at the end that the story was a "near miss." Kind of sad, in a way, but I can be heartened by a near miss. It says that I was close, and that is pretty positive in this writing world of near certain rejection.
I guess I'll take my email and run with it. I'll move on and try to keep writing. Eternal optimism strikes again.
