Disappointment

So I have always thought that I could write a decent story. I may not be the next Ernest Hemingway but I thought it was at least good for a high school student. However, just recently I sent a story and a poem I wrote in to our school literary magazine... nothing. They didn't take any of it.
Yes, my pride is ridiculous.
Yes, my pride is hurt.
This isn't the first time stuff like this has happened... this is just the first time I can sound like a wimpy, over emotional teenager in some online blog...

I have decided that starting today I will try to post at least one piece of personal lit. on this blog every week.
Who knows, maybe someone will come by and give me the ultimate secret to being a better writer.