Throw noodles at the wall until they stick

Did I use that title before? Maybe.

Today, I did the scary thing. I threw 2 noodles at the wall. I have many potential books worth of poetry, and short fiction, and a couple of half-novels written. I’m afraid of publishing. Earlier this month, or possibly late last month, I submitted a poem to a journal. Today, I submitted 2 poems to another journal. This brings the poems submitted for publication this year to a grand total of 3. Last year, I submitted one poem to one contest.

Things in my life snowball. All goodness starts out teeny tiny and grows. So, fingers crossed!

Alas, I can’t post any of them here or elsewhere because if I do, they’ll be ineligible for publication where they’ve been sent.