Aw, crap--got rejected.  I won't say what did or who did it, since it doesn't matter.

For a few moments it does make me wonder about being a writer--I mean, one can write and write and write, but then one MUST send out one's work for publication.  I know it may mark me as a mean bitch to say it's just not the same to post one's own stories up online.  If there wasn't that striving for peer review, as it were, I could post up all kinds of crap and never think twice about it.  But, no, I must submit all kinds of crap, and think much, much more than twice about it.

Now I just gotta bear down and FOCUS.