I had some bad news today, news which majorly impacts on my writing career. All I want to do is curl up in a little ball and sob.
But this sort of thing happens to writers all the time, especially now. It happens, we deal with it, we move on.
So whilst I will curl up in a ball and cry, I shall only do that this evening. Tomorrow I will take a breath, and think about what to do next. I shall work harder, or differently, or whatever I need to do.
And I shan’t give up. I think the trick is, never stop writing. Never.
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