I received another rejection today. Hmmm, it's kind of funny. I've gotten more blasé about them but I know deep inside it still hurts. Yes. I know they're not rejecting me as a person. In fact, the agent was kind by telling me that I'm a good writer. Odd, I've heard that one before. Yet I read between the lines "Good writer, but not a great writer." Still the rejection sinks in and it's like hitting a bruised knee over and over again. The spot may become numb, but it leaves a bigger mark.
Okay, enough of feeling sorry for myself.
I decided it's time to get more queries out there. More chances to get that knee a nice black and blue color.
Thankful Friday: I'm thankful I haven't given up yet.