Visiting the twentieth century
. . . it has been a remarkably long time since I printed out and mailed a short story somewhere.
Partly this is because I’ve put so few stories into submission the last two years. (And of that half-dozen, three have sold to the first place I sent them. Another sold on Try #2.) But it’s also because so few markets these days insist on paper submissions. They’ve mostly either gone digital, or gone away. Which phrasing makes it seem like I think there’s a connection; I don’t. But all the new markets I can think of take electronic submissions. And bit by bit, the paper places slip further down my priority list.
Yeah, I’m part of that generation. Make me walk to the post office, and odds improve that I’ll try somebody else first. There’s other places that pay as well, don’t require printouts and envelopes and paper clips and stamps, and frequently respond faster to boot. And by such means does the new crop of writers drift away from the old guard of magazines.
