When I was a kid (probably middle school age), I bought this postcard at my local Hallmark store. It was so pretty and magical, I just fell in love with it. I still have it, framed, and keep it on my writing desk. I've studied it over the years and tried to figure out what exactly made me love it so much. Not only is it very charming visually, but the sentiment makes a lot of sense to me.
I generally am a pessimistic person. I try not to be but I've been that way all my adult life. This querying process doesn't help my "glass-half-empty-ness" so I'm trying to find little gems of optimism where I can. This postcard is one of them.
If I want my dreams (of becoming a published author or any of my dreams) to come true I have to nourish them and put work in on them and not just expect them to happen. Sure, I've written two novels now. That was relatively easy. It's THIS part, the getting noticed and getting represented part, that seems to be the challenge. I can't just abandon all that I've done because I keep getting rejections. Some day I may just get a YES! It just takes one, after all!
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