Maybe it is delusional, a crazy belief that I wrote a good book, one worth sharing. It might be, but I’m working for that manuscript to be published traditionally. I will not surrender to the strikes of rejection. I will reload and fire again. With every pull from the quiver, with every notch of the string, with every release waits another opportunity. Another blow, another arrow.
Keep firing and the target will be struck. Keep building an arsenal to fell the foe, to build something so fearsome that submission is the only offer. Keep fighting and tearing away the resistance and you will rest a victor.
To all my struggling writers, keep working, keep fighting, sally forward. Don’t look back at the defeats, look forward to the next battle, believe that you can win. With every rejection, with every silent reaction, with each strike against your motivation to continue stay brave and let them know, another blow, another arrow.