I got my first refusal for an interview today. Now, granted, it was in another genre than I usually write in, and the excuse was valid, but it still did not feel good. I am very happy that it is almost midnight,and a new day will be starting.
As writers, how do we keep our identities separate? Not necessarily our writing identities (where we may choose to use different names in different genres), but our various selves,which for me right now consists of Tarot reader/reviewer/interviewer/author, music promoter/editor, and mystery writer.
Perhaps someday I will have an answer for this.
(c) January 2011 Bonnie Cehovet