Some days my writer’s heart is more fragile than I’d like to admit. I think it is because writing is such a personal art, and so when you’re rejected, it doesn’t feel like a teacher telling you to edit … it feels like someone saying they don’t like you and that hurts worse. For as many accomplishments as I have been blessed to have this past year, I still pray fervently that I’ll be able to push this passion toward something more. Last Saturday I sent out twenty query letters … I already got three rejections. And sometimes my thick skin isn’t as thick as I like to pretend it is … and my upper lip isn’t as stiff as it should be … and my chin might just wobble a little as I heave in a breath and tell myself, “Just keep going.”
When I’m feeling a little bruised – and maybe just a little bit broken, I am instantly given the gift of my parents – of my mom who tells me I’m her inspiration to keep going – of my daddy who reminds me of Neverland.
And then I smile and write some more. Tonight … quite when I needed to hear it the most, I received an email telling me that two more pieces are getting published. I might not be there, but I am here. I might not be then, but I am now.
And here …
and now …
might just be exactly the place I’m meant to be.
Carry on word-filled hearts. Like my daddy says, “I’m always right here,” with you.
You truly inspire me to be in the here and now, I look forward to finding your words in my inbox!
You made my day!
New follower. Very much enjoying your writing. I just discovered Bella Grace which led me to your blog. THANKS
Thank you so much! I’m so happy you found your way!!!
You ARE an incredibly gifted writer….dont ever stop your work!
Thank you Miss Lori! I’m not sure I know how to stop if I wanted to! It’s a drive I cannot explain. Your encouragement surely helps. All my love!
Persevere ! Your great!
That I shall. Love you so much.