I wish I could remember which author said it, but I once read, “nobody farts glitter.” I love that! Did you get a visual? Me too. The glitter is blue.
I’m devouring information about the craft of writing, and my simple brain has divided the process into four steps:
- Write the manuscript
- Make the manuscript great
- Send the manuscript out
- Begin a new manuscript
Or, as Nathan Bransford reminded us in last week’s post, Jane Yolen so eloquently calls it BIC (butt in chair).
One way to guarantee I’ll never get published? Not sending out my work. So, I’m sending out my best stuff. What’s the worst that will happen? Rejection? In the grand scheme of things, I think that’s a pretty small consequence. Does it feel good? Heck no. Rejections sting.
It’s been a looooooong time since I’ve dated, thank goodness. But I loved this hilarious “just not that into you” post by Shelli. She compares rejection letters to dating. How clever is that?