For me, anyway. And it's held me back for a long, long time. Too long.
It's embarrassing. They don't like me. I'm not as good as I thought I was. I want to shrink back in my hole and never come out.
That's part of what this blog was about in the first place...getting seen, and getting used to that feeling of walking around in public half-naked that results in sharing the fruit of my daydreams.
It's a very vulnerable feeling, but now I'm over that, and it's time to plunge again.
I mean publication this time, from real people other than myself, or at least the attempt thereof.
So these stories I'm sharing with you, they're going out to real, live publishing professionals now.
And I'll share all my rejection notices with you, but don't let me off the hook. You're my accountability partners now.
There's bound to be lots of rejection, as it's just part of the process, and I need a little thicker skin to handle it. I'm aiming for 52 stories written and edited, so I'm also aiming for 100 rejections for each story. If I can find that many markets.
That should keep me busy awhile, I think. And keep me from going mad.
Excited for this new step. Editing the first of 52 now. It's actually a story I haven't yet shared here, and I haven't looked at it in a good long time, so I'm wondering how it looks now.
And where to send it first...?
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