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Post by rorschalk on Dec 20, 2020 19:28:18 GMT
Dear Mr. VC,
OLD WOUNDS did not heel the gatekeeper's hand or some better expressed strained metaphor beyond my ability to amuse you and our investors with, like "Close, but no cigar." Thank you again for the submission. I look forward to doing business with you in the future. Please check the floor for Rockefeller's exact words: a hefty two paragraphs devoted to your work, if you care to take a look.
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Post by johnVC on Dec 21, 2020 2:56:20 GMT
Sorry about not heeling the gatekeeper's hand. I visited the floor and found Mr. Rockefeller listed, but nowhere on the site do I see the aforementioned two paragraphs.
In Dismay,
Potential Future Venture Capitalist
johnVC
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Post by rorschalk on Dec 21, 2020 2:58:45 GMT
The last frame of wk 21, good sir. or here:
Thus spake Rockefeller:
What's with the half dozen subs this week? Are you literary hopefuls unaware that we're banned on Grinder and Duotrope for our often unkind and always indiscreet reviews? How do you even find us? You know if you send angry emails in response to our insensitive rejections, we publish those too? You know TQR only published one, maybe two, of your actual total quality stories last year. If that. Our gauntlet is brutal. To catch, at the very least, four different editors in various stages of mental decline in a positive frame of mind (especially today) strikes me as nearly as improbable as your having been conceived, where regardless how good a swimmer you might have been, just to have gotten in the race at all was probabilistically just barely shy of impossible. Anyway, here you are. And here we all are. Huzzah!
Which brings me to this Old Wounds yarn. Read it a few days ago and still remember the gist, which bodes well. Hardly skimmed at all, too, even though I knew from the get-go how it'd pan out. A couple grade-A asshole cops get their comeuppance for having bullied the wrong kid as youngsters. Dumb to the last, too. Like, "We sure enjoyed picking on you back in high school ya little pussy. Haw haw. Hmm, that bullet shoulda kilt ya there. Gee, you sure have sharp teeth now. You file em down or what? Haw haw." So, okay, fun. Even satisfying in YA fiction's promissory way. But, and please if you ever join the sharply incisored undead in their search for blood don't look me up because I really am sorry to say this despite it appearing from your CV that you are a seriously accomplished and thick-skinned writer... no. Not right for us. Doomey would've said it better, I think. Maybe even sent the piece up for further abuse. But you got me. Shit luck of the draw is all. Thanks for the read, though. I don't think I've said that nearly enough: Thanks for the read. Actually, never to my recollection.
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