Because the more I read, the more I find out, the more I feel like getting published is like shooting an arrow in New York and hitting a bullseye in China. Blindfolded. Behind your back. With somebody constantly moving the bullseye. On a windy day.
But *then* I go look at people who are published. I read absolute crap on the shelves of bookstores and I think, "Oh, for crimney's sake. How the in the good godfearing motherloving hell did this get published? Who is running this show?
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