Fingers Crossed

Yesterday in my boredom I wrote a short story. It was very religious and, I felt, it was pretty good. After revising it and fine-tuning it I decided it was good enough to leave it alone and be satisfied. Then I got an itch, an itch I had to scratch. Feeling brave, I submitted my story to the LDS magazines for review with hopes that it might soon be published. Now, I'm a nervous wreck. Keep your fingers crossed for me, I'm going to need all the help I can get to not go crazy.