I have never taken rejection well. As a matter of fact, I have avoided the occasion for rejection. I think that is perhaps the primary reason I avoided writing seriously. Other than perhaps the performing arts, I can't think of anything one can do that is more demoralizing than spending months or years of your life pouring yourself into creating a story and then having nobody want to read it. [Maybe having people read it and hate it would be worse, but I haven't got that far.]
This year I entered the Amazon Breakthrough Novel Contest. I thought I had a good strong contender, but I didn't make the quarterfinals. I thought I would be very disappointed. I took it better than I expected.
So, now, I'm back to square one. Starting over. Maybe the next time will be the lucky one. Maybe not. Every time is one closer to "The One."
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