Valentine's Eve. Husband's off to work and I'm doing what I can to further mine (this dry streak has to end some time or another, but only if I keep trying).
I found another hopeful publisher -- there's always another publisher -- for the piece kicked back tonight. Am hoping for good news. Though, yes, still taking the rejection as a half win. Being commended on a piece worth reading and conveyed assurance that it would be picked up soon from another pub is a good thing.
So, cheers to the piece! May it find a home soon.
P.S. Allow for the little pleasures/at-a-boys. They're what can keep you going when you begin to wonder.
Never doubt yourself, though. You write because it's what you do. No one can take that away.
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