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 | At this point, I feel like artistic success (whatever that means) would just be one more thing that gets in the way of my Netflix cue. | |
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| But you're still sending out your novel, right? | |
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| Yeah, for sure. But I do it now with a kind of dread that someone will want it. | |
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| You lost me there, Sport. | |
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| Because if that happens, it means meetings, phone calls, I'll probably have to travel some. Plus, just go into like any bookstore, and the shelves are so bloated with books that nobody ever buys, right? And those are the success stories! Yug. And yet, I still send it out because if you lose your submission muscle, it's hard to get it back. | |
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| Lighten up, woman. | |
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