This post came to mind shortly after I submitted a short story called Apartment 41 to the New Yorker this evening so I recreated a 2016 edition of it. Fingers crossed!
Everyone wants to be published in the New Yorker. The glory, the circulation, working with prestigious editors and oh, let us not forget the publicity. But, they haven’t taken notice of the short stories I’ve pitched yet. And, so what? There are plenty of other ways to get your name into print. They are a drop in the literary ocean of periodicals and newspapers. Let them find me and my work someday. Wouldn’t that be something?
I remember in the days before J-school, I pitched an article on a famous rock musician to a widely circulated local paper. I had minimal experience writing for papers at that time, all of it volunteer. The Arts Editor was really good to me and within a short time I was holding my first cheque from a well-circulated local newspaper. Those were the days…fast forward almost 20 years.
Between reporters writing stories and…
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