I can remember the first rejection I ever doled out as if it was yesterday. It was a defining moment in my life in general, and my future career in specific. I was not yet recognized as the literary genius I am today, but my talent was there nonetheless. All I lacked was a blog to communicate with my minions.
It was a short manuscript. Boring, non-descriptive, and un-original. In truth the entire work reeked of plagiarism, as if ninety percent of the word count was from some template. Words thou
Published on March 22, 2009 07:00