i've already read ALL ABOUT rejection in this industry! i'm prepared! i know it's going to be difficult, and sure, it'll probably sting a little, but that won't deter me! in fact, i am LOOKING FORWARD to rejection! rejection means i am IN THIS GAME! it means i'm ready! and willing! and ONE STEP CLOSER TO SUCCESS! HELLS. YES. BRING IT ON, REJECTION! I EAT PIECES OF CRAP LIKE YOU FOR BREAKFAST!
WELL! now! that wasn't so bad! i mean, there is this strange sense of dread gnawing away at my insides, but i can beat it down! and i feel like i might vomit at any moment, but it's nothing a few jugs of water can't fix! AND I STILL HAVE A FEW MORE QUERIES FLOATING OUT THERE! right? yes! and statistics show that at least one of these agents was bound to reject me! so really, this is just a STATISTIC! an inevitability! this is not a reflection on my genius! I CAN DO THIS. I THINK I CAN I THINK I CAN I THINK I CAN I THINK I CAN I AM THE LITTLE BLUE ENGINE THAT COULD!
wow!!! it is AMAZING how much my self-esteem can drop in five seconds just because of ONE EMAIL!!! but maybe if i use enough exclamation points i can pretend like this isn't happening! i! will! not! be! discouraged! in fact! i've remembered that there are other people in my life who love me! like my wife! the last time i talked to her she seemed relatively satisfied with our marriage! and my mother! who says she's never in her long life read anything like my book before! granted, she doesn't read much fiction and when she does it's not exactly in my genre, and she did ask a lot of questions about why and how things were happening in the story BUT STILL! my mother would never lie to me! a few rejections don't mean anything! I CAN STILL DO THIS!
my left eye has begun to twitch and i've developed carpal tunnel from refreshing my email so many times and i'm keeping myself distracted by stabbing myself in the eye with a different colored toothpick every day but THE NEXT ONE! the next one will be the OPPOSITE of rejection! THE NEXT ONE WILL MAKE THIS PAIN STOP FOREVER!
SON OF A MOTHERLESS GOAT
i hate. everything. this includes your face.
WHY ARE MY ORGANS FALLING OUT OF MY BODY I DON'T UNDERSTAND THIS PAIN IT IS CRUSHING MY SKULL AND MAKING THE SKY RAIN THROUGH MY EYES GOD I AM SO LITERARY IN THE FACE OF DIFFICULTY WHY WILL NO ONE APPRECIATE THE BEAUTY OF MY GENIUSSSSSSSSSSSS
SCREW DISNEYLAND AND ITS GARBAGE SLOGANS ABOUT BELIEVING IN YOURSELF AND THE POWER OF YOUR DREAMS THE WHOLE PUBLISHING INDUSTRY IS A JOKE I BET SOMEONE USES MY QUERIES TO CLEAN THEIR DOG POO THAT'S WHAT THIS IS RIGHT HERE THIS STUPID NONSENSE OF A FAKE INDUSTRY WITH THEIR FICTION NOVELS AND FANCY BOOKS WHERE DID I LEAVE MY PILLS
first partial request:
i think i just peed myself.