I like to fancy myself a writer. I don’t know what kind of writer, but I write things with some degree of regularity, I think about the writerly craft, I help children and adults improve their writing and I get irrationally angry when professional organizations let the phrase “could care less” into their publications.

All of this bluster and bravado is impotent in the face of this:

I don’t know what I submitted, but I have no doubt that it was ill-suited for an elementary school “literary magazine”. Still, all rejection letters sting. The Print Shop Pro aesthetic and jaunty dog cartoon do soothe the pain, a bit.

COMING SOON: Material that may have led to the rejection letter!