Any writer can tell you rejection stories all the live-long day, even famous ones, because before they got famous, they delt with disappointments. Or I might be stretching a little. Maybe famous writers could only give you half a day’s worth of rejection stories. I could go all day and then some. Maybe as much as a week. But I promise not to do that. It would bore you, and me. A writer just has to accept those rejections and move on. No looking back in anger (though maybe a little mild irritation can be forgiven). So, I thought I might focus on the positive and tell you about a few highs, one where I’m jumping up and down in my kitchen and another where I quickly get over a minor, and rare, argument with my wife Rhonda. Then, just for balance, mind you, I’ll end with a low that makes me laugh now. The first story isn’t about an acceptance, but it sure felt like some much-needed validation early on. I’d only published about three stories [...]