On dealing with the sting of rejection
If you’re anything like me, you might feel a bit of a blow to your ego or self-confidence when your work is rejected.
It’s a normal feeling, I suppose. Every writer who submits work will feel the sting of rejection.
Continue reading “Remember: we are not our work”All around me, life is flourishing. But my writing life feels like it is dying on the vine.
Here we are in the middle of April, and all around me in this part of the world I see dogwoods are in full bloom, the brilliant purple flowers of redbuds giving way to the new, tender sprouts of leaves, and the dreary, dirty browns of winter erased by lush greenery, from lawns to trees to fertile undergrowth. My unevenly green yard is bursting with the yellow flowers of dandelions, which contrast with the canvas of lawn like the radiant stars of Vincent Van Gogh’s The Starry Night.
All around me, life is flourishing, as it should be in mid-April. But my writing life feels like it is dying on the vine.
Continue reading “Failing to flourish”
Andrew Careaga 