The pain! The humiliation!
The second rejection for ‘Railroaded’ plus a rejection for a short story just to twist the knife a little more.
I’ve just finished another short story and going to start another one this weekend…because I just can’t get enough rejection in my life.
We’ve all been there, man. Keep your chin up and keep writing.
I keep my rejection letters in a wicker box by my writing desk as a constant reminder. Most worryingly, I might well need a bigger box quite soon.
I’m developing a kind of ‘Stockholm Syndrome’ where I’m gradually starting to love these rejection letters and yearn for more of them. I’m worried I may reject an acceptance letter.