I got my first rejection letter from a publisher today!
I'm trying to figure out if I should be a lot more disappointed or distressed? It feels like it should start off this way and it's the perfect way to test whether I really do see everything in life as fun and exactly as it should be.
Greggie got the email and stalled for a while before telling me. The look on his face did indicate that he thought I would take it a lot worse. Okay it's not like I high-five'd him but it felt expected for the first response.
My friend D went straight into protective daddy tone and told me that I must just keep that fighting spirit and keep my chin up. Thank you, D! I did have a slightly bitchy comment back and told him I handle things better than he thinks. Hmmm ... but we both know that it's a little tender no matter how I try hide it.
There is other stuff out there that is being reviewed by strangers and I would totally be lying if I said that there weren't butterflies in my tummy and I didn't feel a little poofy!
Once this feeling of?melancholy washes over me I'll fill you in on the very special lunch I had with my two special girl friends, Missy and Madam, who I've known for about 30 years. A lot of it was about my single life which feels like I would be dealing a different type of rejection and I'm not in the mood for throwing myself a pity party. There are always far too many soggy tissues and empty chocolate wrappers to deal with in the morning.