Why Trying to Get Published Sucks

Finally, my manuscript was complete. Finished. Fini. Terminado. Finito. I was done. I felt like the proud mother of an extraordinarily unconventional child. I could lay my characters to rest, content in the knowledge that I’d left them where they were supposed to be, that I’d solved their problems. I had succeeded—I’d finished writing the monstrosity that had occupied a space in the back of my mind for the last fourteen months. Now, all I’ll have to do is edit this thing, I’d thought to myself, a peaceful smile dancing upon my lips.
I was wrong. So, so wrong.

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