You may have heard through Twitter that my poem, "The Owl Child" is up at Apex Magazine.
What I haven't shared is... my chapbook is a quarter-finalist in the 2016 Mary Ballard Poetry Chapbook Competition. There are 200 chapbooks that made the cut, though, and maybe that's why I didn't say something sooner. My confidence I'll be a semi-finalist (or beyond) isn't there. If I say it publicly, I must acknowledge publicly if I don't advance. The last day of this month, the announcement for the next round comes.
I've wanted a chapbook published for years, so I am oscillating between giddy for making the first cut, and depression for what my brain calculates will be yet another disappointment. But, for now, there's a glint of possibility so I'll just pretend it's gold... for a while.
Anything huge you're waiting on?