This is neither a story nor an entry in Stickybeak’s Lexicon.
It’s a good old fashioned slap on the back for…
I’ve had a flash fiction story accepted by a literary journal. I know many of my regular visitors have had similar success, but this is my first time, so I’m thrilled. Please join me in (not actually in, we’d get wet) a glass of champagne.
(There’s juice over there if you prefer).
I’ll let you know when it appears, but in the meantime you might like to have a look at Flashquake. They have terribly good taste in writing. Apparently.
P.s. Does this make me a writer now?