The emotional roller-coaster that happens within the first five minutes of getting an edit letter.

Denial

"Eh…thanks. For your advice, I mean. But no. Really no."

Anger

"THE FRICK DO YOU THINK YOU COULD SUGGEST THAT WHO THE FRICKITY FRICK FRICK ARE YOU TO FRICKIN FRICK THE FRICK."

Bargaining

"All right…you have some valid points…maybe…but if I try it like this instead…maybe…"

*floodgates open and everything they said makes perfect sense and you realize now how wrong you were and how much work you have to do because seriously EVERYTHING THEY SAID MAKES SENSE*

Depression

"I have…a lot of work to do. And I have…only half a bottle of wine."

Acceptance

"Okay. Fine. FINE. This is brilliant. You are brilliant. Everything you say is brilliant. And this book will BAD. ASS. because of you."