[Check the date. This post is about Clarion 2010.]

Wow.

I got my email today.  I said I shouldn’t be overconfident.  I was right.  Flat rejection.  No waitlist, not even a particularly warm invitation to apply again, just thanks-but-no-thanks.

I am Scott’s blank astonishment.

There’s still Seattle where I only submitted my WotF story.  Was the other that bad?  Were my cuts to bring the WotF story down to 6000-words that devastating?  I’m lost for words, very unlike me.  I knew I was being overconfident.  Karma’s a bitch.

So I wait resolutely and much less confidently for CW.  I need to remember, tastes run the gamut and what works one place doesn’t work everywhere.  I’ll try to remember the reciprocal point; it’s more useful.  For now, I’ll walk around stunned and pissy until I hear from CW.  Then I’ll be happy or really pissy.