In Amsterdam, it’s the Saturday of the weekend before my 25th birthday, and I’ve spent it hungover from birthday drinks the night before…
When, I get my 4th rejection.
For some reason, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to forget this. It’ll be something to tell people about my struggle of getting published…the one rejection that happened in Amsterdam.
I really don’t like what she said in it though:
“That she couldn’t connect with the story”
I don’t like the way that none of the rejections so far elaborated on what they mean and are just a tiny little paragraph. What am I supposed to take from that??! Scrap the beginning and start all over??! Should I add in more details?? Make it less shady, because it’s not supposed to be clear in the beginning on what is happening…hmm…that’s probably it.
I’m not changing it, not yet. Not till I reach number 10.
We then got a bunch of Burritos [supposedly from the best Amsterdam burrito place] but they were disgusting and none of us finished them. Now, going to pop on some music and get writing again.