by Jas Faulkner
“I love my rejection slips. They show me I try.”
-Sylvia Plath
One of the hard truths of the pursuit of writing is also its most delicious irony. There are few if any artists, writers, creators, innovators and iconoclasts (principled and otherwise) who experienced a smooth, straightforward path that is innocent of rejection. You crash and burn and then you learn.
And you keeping moving until you get it right.
So many people tell me my work is easy. For the record, I know I have it good and I am very aware that it came about by dint of equal measures of stupid good luck and talent. It also entails a lot of hard work, sleepless nights, and dealing with people who don’t understand or respect what I do. Fun? Yes. Easy? Uh, no.
