Which, Let’s Face It, I Know a Fair Amount About. Like most people, I’ve led an unusual life. For me, part of its unorthodoxy is my insistence on trying to make a living as a writer. Let’s just say, it’s been an uphill climb. But occasionally I comfort myself with the knowledge that there areContinue reading “A Mercifully Brief Post About Knowing Nothing.”
If you expect the Art Gods to act is if they have any interest in fairness, let alone thinking that all of your toil and hours of sacrifice somehow obligates them to give you a helping hand, you haven’t been paying attention.
To be an artist or writer means to become intimately acquainted with rejection.