Horrid

I don’t want to be a writer today.  I just feel horrid about it.  Why am I even bothering?  Every time I think I have this rejection thing down pat, along comes one that just knocks me off my feet.  I think I’ve gotten four rejections this week.  I’ve lost count. Maybe it’s the number I am getting rather than the quality of them.   I don’t know. All I know if that I’m tired of trying right now and I don’t know what else to do with myself.

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