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Where to Send Your Deepest Hurts
A bottle for your tears
I just finished submitting a personal essay to The Sun. Weighing in at nearly 4,000 words it’s too much for Medium. I’ve been writing the story for months.
You’re probably thinking, “This woman writes slower than molasses.” Yes, I write pokey but not usually this slowly. The problem is, the story is so deeply personal I could only visit for brief moments. Hubby has stopped asking me why I am ugly-crying over my laptop. In the past, he had trouble understanding why I enjoy writing if it wrecks me so. Now he just knows it’s how I’m wired.
I’m writing this today to encourage you to write your hearts out. It’s healing. When you feel like you’ve taken a piece as far as you can, I recommend finding a good home for it.
The Sun’s submission guidelines broke my heart open in the best way.
“Send us your essay that’s too personal for any other journal — the one where you’re so unguarded you need editors you can trust and compassionate readers who will honor your vulnerability.”
And here I am again, in tears. This time because I am grateful to have found a publication that might find worth in my broken heart. I don’t know if they will publish my story. That’s always the hard part. I hate rejection and I take it pretty personally. Yes, I know better…
