I love you guys.
Here you are reading me, and I thought I was a voice lost in the wilderness. so, to you other writers--gosh I feel I have a kinship with you--here is something that will warm your cockles.
Take heart.
From Ray Bradbury:
"Starting when I was fifteen I began to send short
stories to magazines like Esquire,
and they, very promptly, sent them back two days before they got them!
"I have several
walls in several rooms of my house covered with the snowstorm of rejections, but
they didn’t realize what a strong person I was; I persevered and wrote a
thousand more dreadful short stories, which were rejected in turn.
"Then, during the
late forties, I actually began to sell short stories and accomplished some sort
of deliverance from snowstorms in my fourth decade. But even today, my latest
books of short stories contain at least seven stories that were rejected by
every magazine in the United States and also in Sweden! So … take heart from
this. The blizzard doesn’t last forever; it just seems so
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