Rejected

Yesterday, I found out my play was not selected for a new play development conference. Bah humbug. Obviously, it is okay, but it made me think about how/whether much writers need positive reinforcement.

My mind has been on other things lately so writing has had to take a backseat. Or rather, writing plays and poetry has taken a back seat. I write daily blog posts on Delightful Writes, three times here, etc. So I'm "writing", but not writing all that much.

The enthusiasm I had a month ago has grown stagnant. I find myself questioning whether or not I am truly a writer or just someone who plays a writer on blogger. I stare at my notebook and wonder if there is any point.

Of course there is a point, are many points. Of course, even as I wonder these things, there is a voice in the back of my head urging to press on. Still, though, it makes me think about how dedicated you have to be to press on when you get rejections. You read those stories about people, some famous, who were rejected 10million times, but the last time they were chosen and amazingness ensued. I guess I'm scared I'd run away before that 10million and 1 time...

Anyway, rejection happened. It will happen again. But so will success. It will. (Right?)