Vernal Equinox

Yesterday was the first day of Spring. Today, I submitted to The New Yorker. I don’t expect a response but it was important nonetheless for me to eat this frog. It’s something I’ve been thinking about for years, decades even. I knew I had to do it because the Resistance* was so unbelievably strong. Which only means it’s that much more important that I actually go through with it. It’s not even about getting a response, it’s about just sitting down and doing it. It’s the first step away from being a mere amateur. 

* The concept of Resistance and what that bastard means is from Steven Pressfield’s The War of Art.