ok, what i thought would never happen, happened: i got discouraged so badly that i quit writing my second novel halfway through. i tried to get my first one out there while starting on the second but after about 50 rejections or so (i didn't count the exact number) i thought f*** it, this isn't how it's supposed to be; with the queries, everything so damn shallow and nice, playing by rules more than by imagination.
this has nothing to do with expressing one's soul. art's supposed to break the rules, not add to them. i'm so angry and disappointed at the whole capitalistic system. nobody cares anymore. and now it's gotten so far that even when i do feel like i want to write, i don't, because then i have to think of stupid mansucrpit formats (WTF??). it seems the world is over the whole poetic way of showing some personality and stuff.
anyone agree?
this has nothing to do with expressing one's soul. art's supposed to break the rules, not add to them. i'm so angry and disappointed at the whole capitalistic system. nobody cares anymore. and now it's gotten so far that even when i do feel like i want to write, i don't, because then i have to think of stupid mansucrpit formats (WTF??). it seems the world is over the whole poetic way of showing some personality and stuff.
anyone agree?