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In The Game


As a writer, “selling” your work is a brutal affair. All arts are the same, really, so what writers go through isn’t unique. At least we don’t need permission to work—god knows how actors deal with it.

By “it,” of course, I mean rejection.

I’ve been writing and publishing short stories for a few years, so I’ve learned to develop a thick skin when it comes to rejection. But rejection of a short story is not the same as rejection for a book. It’s not even the “time invested,” it’s just so goddamn personal.

The characters are so real, it’s almost like I’m letting them down, if that makes any sense.

But here’s the thing: if you can’t buck up and take the hit of rejection, you’re not even in the game.

So that’s what I keep telling myself.

It also helps that I’m starting the next book