Tuesday, January 20, 2009

I want to quit life.

Within twenty-one minutes, I received a rejection from a journal THAT HAD SOLICITED ME, and a notice that one of my New School classes has been canceled. For those playing along at home, the New School is now 2 for 2 in canceling things I was looking forward to.

Current escape fantasy: quit my jobs, become a Buddhist, enroll at Naropa.


Eric Z. said...

Have you seen 'Rachel Getting Married' or checked out Stephen Dobyns's 'Cemetery Nights' from the library (since it's out of print)? Either one will divert and compel.

Leigh Stein said...

Rachel Getting Married

Cemetery Nights
NO, but good idea.

Michael Northrop said...

At this point, it's pretty clear that this is all some sort of set-up designed to provoke you. Soon they will do the big reveal, pointing out the hidden cameras and commending you for not totally losing it.

Leigh Stein said...

Am I on Intervention!?

Michael Northrop said...

You may be the special two-hour season premiere. I'm not sure how they made you sick, but those TV types are very clever.

Tilt Press said...

Leigh, I've had poetry rejected too by a journal that solicited work from me - talk about a mind-screw.

How's your jaw, btw? I noticed in a post below that you said your ear hurts - (probably from the jaw thing).


Mike Young said...

That solicit->reject thing has happened to me too. It sucks. But things will be okay. Hold on. Punch a nun. Eat some ice cream. Or vice versa. We are pulling for you!

Leigh Stein said...

Thanks, Rachel. I don't know what's up. I'm going to a doctor today to see if I have an ear infection. ?

Thanks, Mike, I'll be on the nun lookout.