Rejection Makes Me Happy
I got my first rejection slip yesterday - from the Alaska Quarterly Review. It came so speedily, a mere couple of weeks after I sent it, that it startled me, sitting there in the mailbox. Now I kinda feel like a real writer.
Ah, grasshopper, in rejection, at last we find acceptance.
Ah, grasshopper, in rejection, at last we find acceptance.
1 Comments:
err--congratulations! now you're a real writer. :)-
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