Not to mention, I took a sleeping pill last night, slept
like a baby, but woke like a drugged lunatic, unbalanced, lethargic, and forgetful.
I was late to work, nearly ran out of gas. I had to pull off on 99 to Belmont Ave for emergency gas. My
steering wheel was already a hardened mess, which is a strong indicator that
the tank is running dry.
Eventually, I made it to work. My morning had started terrible.
However, things changed around noon. When in my email was a bold “Congratulations”
in the subject line, of a miracle email. It turns out, a short story I submitted
for publication earlier this year, was accepted and will be published, alongside
other great Fresno writers in, “Flies, Cockroaches & Poets”.
I am so excited that the world of journal readers, will
finally meet my “Birdie”. I wrote the story titled, “The Valley Heat and You”
over three years ago, never submitted it anywhere, just keep reading and
editing, until I felt it was right. And I guess it now is.
Writing can be a whirlwind of disappointment, rejections and
waiting, o the waiting, is sometimes the worst. No matter what, I love it.
Writing is life to me. An acceptance letter reminds me I am doing the right
thing by following what adds the pulse in my life, the push in my step.
“Congratulations” to life & to words. May they keep
on coming.
Francine Ramos McMillon
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