Submittable wants your literary rejection horror stories. Frighten us just right and we'll tout your terror on Halloween, on our blog, over dry ice―submitting is scary but rejection is worse.
You can see what last year's rejections looked like here.
Did your "decline" ghost find its way to you after years in hiding? Were you rejected at a particularly inopportune time by a gremlin wishing you the most insincere good luck? Did said gremlin misspell your name?
Share your horror in any form at all―we'll even consider (gasp) poems. Fiction is also just fine since this is, after all, a holiday of inventive disguise. The rejection doesn't have to be writerly but extra points for litmag-submission-related fright. Looking forward to it and thanks for taking part.
**Please note: These posts will not be paid as they are part of a special holiday promotion.