It would be easier if the rest of my life didn't feel like that, too. But there is, literally, NO place in my life where I can say "Well, my big dream isn't coming true, but this part is pretty fab."Which counts against anyone wanting my thoughts on rejection, either, probably. ETA: But at least, I could be the one person not trying to pretend there's a bunch to be learned from "It's not you, it's me."(Whose idea was all that happy talk, anyway? If it ever used to help, it isn't anymore. Is there really... IDK, the literary version of Sue Heck out there, racing back to her desk because a computer wished her luck in all her writing endeavors? I don't know whether I'd want to smack her or be her, if there was one.) How would you know when your dream is really dead? Because, on the one hand, I know that "making a way out of no way" is tough--again, a minor pause from that lesson, somewhere in my life? Wouldn't hate it-- and you might have to dig deep sometimes.But am I kidding myself?

I tried... don't think anyone would pay, but maybe I feel a little better. [link]