(*I really like this one—it felt good to write something I’m happy with for a change! Too many frustrating papers of late… but maybe I have my writing mojo back?)
for June’s SnarkZone. It’s not going so well. Oh, I have 500 words (x6). And probably many more where those came from. Who knew I knew so much about rejection? Don’t answer that. But I didn’t want to write a damn textbook on the topic (Chapter 1: The First Sting of Rejection). All I want is 500 (or maybe 750) coherent, cohesive words. Blah.