I was in the craft store by Osaka–cool place, they sell lots of crafts by local hobbyists and they sell Jamie Berger’s book–and I picked up a copy of Meat for Tea: The Northampton Review and discovered I was in it. It turns out that when you submit somewhere and then never hear back from the publication, you might have been secretly accepted. Yay! My CV/resume/literary empire grows.
What I Picture? Dunking a Steak in Early Gray and Taking a Big Bite