My dream is to go to college for Film. And it scares the crap out of me.
This week I have been taking a writing class in the city. It's called "Finding Your Way in the World of Writing." To be honest, I'm not sure what I am getting out of it. But I know it will help me at some point. I have a sheet of places that I can try to get short stories published and a bunch of encouragement to keep writing. Once again, I am forced to face the sad truth of rejection. My teacher said she had 55 rejections before her novel was published. We read about another guy who faced 250 rejections before he was published, and he hung up all 250 rejections slips on his bedroom walls. It's insane.
A few days ago, I received my first rejection slip--or rejection e-mail, rather. It sucked. But I got over it, and I pretty much expected it. I was publicly published today on this blog through the place I'm taking a class at. It's basically a "If you send us something and it's not totally inappropriate, you get published!" Woohoo! But, hey, it's a start. I am officially out there for everyone (the small group of people that go on the blog mostly to see their own post) to see.
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