Hi, Internet. I just had a short story published at Retort Magazine. They publish great art, poems, and short fiction. I got word this morning that my story Breasts Like Death-Sacks was chosen for publication. And BAM! The Internet is so amazing that I got to see my story live directly after reading the acceptance email.
Here's a screenshot, because why not?
I just bit the bullet and sent off my story in full profanity. One rejection I got said: "It would have to be more thoroughly believable to make all the vulgarity tolerable." Luckily not everyone thinks so; Retort Magazine liked the story in its full F-bomb fashion.