As the Poor Yorick Editor, I didn’t want to wear an ermine cape. I went into the experience steeled against the allure of a power trip, but I didn’t need to worry. When I ascended those steps on which I’d been kneeling and turned around to survey submissions, I realized I couldn’t see for crap. The clearest sense I had was of my limitations. … Continue reading“This Piece Just Didn’t Grab Me:” Reflections on Rejection from the (Former) Editor