Today is my 100th blog post! Yay, me! Mom said, “Let’s celebrate with 100 MilkBones.” and “What a fun party!”
and then, “Sorry, Sweetie. You can only eat one of them. The rest are just for the picture.” So the party wasn’t quite as fun as I was hoping.
Mom changes her mind a lot about the number 100. Long ago when she first started writing, she said, “I’ll try submitting this and see what happens.” and “This pile of rejections is starting to grow.” and “When I get 100 rejections, I’ll give up and stop trying to get published.”
Well, she did get 100 rejections, but she changed her mind and kept trying. 101 – still trying. 102 – still trying. I think you get where this is going…. She never did give up. After collecting and counting those rejections for a while, Mom decided they had bad karma. She put them into the shredder one by one.
Now she says, “Each rejection is like a stepping stone that takes me that much closer to a contract for Book #2.”
That’s fine with me, but I’m keeping an eye on that bowl of MilkBones, in case she decides they have bad karma and decides to pour them into the shredder.