Over at The Weeklings, Sean Beaudoin writes about the eight types of short stories that never get published:

By the time I read my five hundredth story, I’d begun to sense a trend. It turns out the dirty little secret of the lit world (not unlike the notion that there are only twelve songs in rock-and-roll that continually cannibalize one another) is that there are only eight submission topics which endlessly repeat, a Mobius strip of futility. And repeat they did.