Another storm passed through my life this week. Nothing major or unexpected. A little more erosion on the beach. A little more erosion of my confidence.
Being rejected erodes a writer bit by bit. At least this latest rejection came in a wonderful chocolate coating. Well, not literally, but close.
"Skillful use of dialogue."
"Good job developing characters."
She even said "Technically, your writing was great."
These are all very wonderful things to hear from an editor. But a "yes" would have been nice as well. Apparently I spent too much time developing character and should have gotten more intimate with the characters more quickly.
The shoreline will survive this latest March storm - there's still plenty of beach left. My confidence will survive this latest round of rejection.
Back to writing.