There are people who take rejection well. They feed on it like second breakfasting using this meal to power through their days. I’m not one of those people. Every time my writing is rejected I wallow in the corner like a dramatic anime character asking my husband to give me affirmation. Perhaps “every time” is too dramatic. I wallow in self-pity most of…
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