I submitted the Christmas story last week, and won’t hear until late October or in November.
Yesterday I did something I never thought I would do. I began to take steps to erase all of my work at literotica. Literotica was my first home for erotic writing, and it’s where I cut my baby teeth 10 years ago. The problem is that today I’m unhappy with most of that work, and what I’m not unhappy with, I’d rather take down and rewrite/submit professionally.
It feels momentous, like a major step forward, even if all it actually amounts to is deleting a bunch of stories from a public site.
In the meantime, I have started a BDSM short story set in King Arthur’s court.