I don't want to be dramatic but I think the literary community is trying to drive me to the precipice
of dementia!
I've had 21 request for a partial. And out of those, ten have said "no." They all say no for different reasons. At this point I just want them to say "no" faster. Since it seems like "no" is an inevitability, why not be quicker with it? I mean really, does it take six weeks to say "no" to a ten page partial?
I can't even visualize a "yes" at this point. I feel like hope is the enemy. I want so desperately to be without it. To be perfectly honest, this morning I added another agency to my list of partial request and I did it begrudgingly.
It's like adding to the list of people that will eventually pass on my work.
Every time I try to accept the fact that my work won't ever see the light of day, I get another request. While this may seem like a good thing, it is actually madding.
It's like that guy or girl that you're in love with, who says it's over and then they text that they miss you. Just when you were getting over them.
I am sure that other people here have more important issues but I thought maybe you guys would understand where I'm coming from. So, here's the question:
Hope; friend or foe?
of dementia!
I've had 21 request for a partial. And out of those, ten have said "no." They all say no for different reasons. At this point I just want them to say "no" faster. Since it seems like "no" is an inevitability, why not be quicker with it? I mean really, does it take six weeks to say "no" to a ten page partial?
I can't even visualize a "yes" at this point. I feel like hope is the enemy. I want so desperately to be without it. To be perfectly honest, this morning I added another agency to my list of partial request and I did it begrudgingly.
It's like adding to the list of people that will eventually pass on my work.
Every time I try to accept the fact that my work won't ever see the light of day, I get another request. While this may seem like a good thing, it is actually madding.
It's like that guy or girl that you're in love with, who says it's over and then they text that they miss you. Just when you were getting over them.
I am sure that other people here have more important issues but I thought maybe you guys would understand where I'm coming from. So, here's the question:
Hope; friend or foe?