My brother read my 12-13-14 post about numbers, the calendar, and my submissions tally, and he tells me I’m batting .377, which is darn good. My husband was also impressed. Since then, I’ve had another acceptance (of 2 poems!), so Pending is now 20 and Accepted is now 21! I realized, thinking of at-bats, that some of my submissions were 1) stories not poems 2) for reprint or re-use, not original publication or 3) N/A (not applicable) for reasons beyond my responsibility or control, so my actual poetry batting average might be even higher.
Maybe I should have been a baseball player!
Makes no sense. But I would like to remind my brother that, indeed, some of my poems appear in an online journal called Intentional Walk, dedicated to sports writing! Neato, huh? A volleyball poem will appear there at some point. Which possibly also makes no sense, in the current baseballian context.
Now I am hoping there’s a mad dash to the finish line before the end of December, and I can end up batting .500! How’s that for mixed sports metaphors?