Submissions were Accepted for Publication Spring 2013
I got the email today:
“The Independent Scribe has reviewed you submissions and decided to accept P.S. I Miss You, Dear, Torn Pages, Remembering You and Death’s Door for our Spring 2013 edition of the Independent Scribe.”
Even though it’s just a small campus magazine, it’s consoles me. I’ve never really been talented at anything my whole life. If I were to say anything, I’d say that I was good at reading. Gosh, I devoured books like they were Reese’s cups (I normally abstain from sweets; but whenever I see some Reese’s cups, I take a moment to indulge).
In high school, I was pretty bad at everything; if I was mediocre, I was content. It just felt that no matter how much will I poured into an endeavor, it would just go poof. When the acceptance from Emory arrived, I knew that it was all God. I accepted it as such - something I didn’t deserve. Even now, the success that’s met me while in college I find undeserved. Each opportunity and each step I’ve taken, it was by His grace - and how I revel in His grace. I know I’m an amateur at best. I haven’t taken a single English class during my four years in college so far, and I’m definitely not taking one in the two years before I graduate. So, it’s reassuring that I’m capable of producing something that people can read and enjoy.