If I had to pick one superstition I have, it’s the fear of jinxing myself. You know, when you say something that might happen, then it doesn’t?
It’s not really the superstitious aspect of it, though. It’s not that my course of thinking has to do with the idea that, should I say it, it will cause it not to happen. I just don’t like to talk about things I’m hoping for or want to accomplish before they’ve come to fruition.
It’s not that I am afraid of looking foolish, either. I do enough to make myself look foolish – you all should be aware this doesn’t really bother me.
I think the main reason that I don’t like to mention big hopes until they come true is that I don’t want to share my disappointments. I think I prefer to be disappointed about something, and then to move on, rather than allow friends to commiserate with me. If it’s really bad, I will lean on your for support; otherwise, let’s just share the happy.
So what the hell is the point of all this?
I signed a publishing contract for one of my short stories yesterday!
Come March, my story “Wendy” will be in Read By Dawn Volume III. It’s sort of been in the running to make the anthology since October, but I only wanted to bring it up if it happened.
So that’s my big excitement.
Celebrations were curtailed, however, as last night really belonged to my dear friends who got laid off yesterday. We’ll celebrate when we can all celebrate. Cool?