Narrative MagazineFive hours ago I received an email from Narrative magazine congratulating me on having my teensy story accepted for publication. I’m so happy that I  feel like puking.

Narrative magazine! How I love that publication.

If you don’t already have the phone app, you really should, because it’s rad.

So what, you might ask, would anyone want to read on a tiny phone screen?

Well a tiny story, of course.

Which is what I wrote.  A mere 150 words. I am sick excited.

I really got an acceptance. Me. For reals. Should I tell people?

Or is it like right after you pee on the stick and a plus shows up and you know you’re pregnant, but you have to wait three months because you might lose the baby in the first trimester?

Will I lose this baby?

I just checked the email again and it’s still in my inbox. There’s a formal-looking pdf contract I have to sign and mail (yes, snail mail or fax) back.

The letter says the editors would be pleased to publish my story in an upcoming issue. Pretty straightforward. Legit. And I even get $250. Like a real writer!

It’s only 150 words, but it still counts as being published, right?

I mean, I LOVE Narrative’s tiny istories. That’s why I sent one in the first place. I’m a tiny story lover.

Check out this super delicious istory called Ravishing Pink in the current issue.

I love this one; I read it on my phone. And also these four.

Soon my little story’s gonna be there, too. It may be small, but it’s big to me.