There’s a particular playwrights group that I actually unsubscribed too because of one woman who’s EVERY post was about her rejections, which then lead to her daily ‘I’m a failure post’ which then lead to everyone telling her she’s not a failure. Riveting stuff….

“There’s something basically insane about sitting at a desk and talking to yourself all day, and there’s a reason that writers are second only to medical students in instances of hypochondria…. In isolation our minds turn on us pretty quickly and for the most part we’re left to judge for ourselves whether we’ve succeeded or failed…. A writer afterall… must experience the anxiety of it and once in a blue moon the glory of it.”

Hmm… This is not for the faint of heart is it? Few rewards in the typical capitalistic sense, while waiting for “We’ve accepted your story for publication.” Enough to keep us going until the next one.