Call it the happy cloak of denial. I often do as I throw it on. But there is a practical reality – a very human and fallible reality – to this business of stories that’s too easy to forget when the rejections are flowing in and the words are drying up.
This is for those moments. You know them. You’ve wept through them. This is what you need to hear in the words of someone who knows. Someone you might listen to more than yourself.