A submission party! Never even thought of that – I usually just have a submission party of my own, and definitely not the other kind mentioned in the post!
A guest post from Risa Polansky Shiman:
We call them Summer Submission Parties. Every two weeks, my MFA friends and I reserve a classroom from the English department. We spread out around the long, conference-style table in front of our respective laptops, armed with bottles of water and Fig Newtons and a community bag of almonds that we agree somehow taste like walnuts (walmonds). Someone writes each of our names on the big, white board at the front of the room, and we get started.
“So-and-so, I think XYZ Review would be a good fit for your stuff – check it out.”
“Guys! Such-and-Such Magazine is calling for experimental nonfiction!”
“Ugh. ANOTHER one that charges three dollars to submit. It’s not the money – it’s the principle.”
“Shoot. I just missed the submission period for Journal That Definitely Would Have Published My Piece Had It Been Accepting Submissions.”
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