A Note on Persistence and Optimism

This past February, I lost a self-published adult fiction contest. There were only sixty-six entries, and Devil's Blood didn't even make it into the top twenty. Want to know how I felt? Awful. Dreadful. Worthless. A failure. Hopeless. Like a old sack of potatoes not good enough for anything but the garbage dump. It took … Continue reading A Note on Persistence and Optimism

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