{"id":477,"date":"2017-06-01T20:35:17","date_gmt":"2017-06-02T00:35:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/nicolewillson.com\/blog\/?p=477"},"modified":"2017-06-01T20:36:35","modified_gmt":"2017-06-02T00:36:35","slug":"tiny-neat-things","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/nicolewillson.com\/blog\/tiny-neat-things\/","title":{"rendered":"Tiny Neat Things"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>So the writing life has been a bit of a rollercoaster lately. Last week, I got two rejections for my manuscript\u00a0on Monday, but one partial and one full request on Thursday. The full request was swiftly followed up by another rejection on Tuesday, though, and for some reason that&#8217;s\u00a0been upsetting me all week. Whenever I get a rejection, my Inner Asshole pipes up with <em>Boy, they saw <strong>right through you<\/strong>, didn&#8217;t they?<\/em><\/p>\n<p>(My Inner Asshole wears a backwards baseball cap and has terrible yellow hair and an awful orange spray tan and smells like cheap aftershave, and whenever I try calling him out on his shit he smirks and says <em>What? I was just being real<\/em>.)<\/p>\n<p>And I hate this, because it&#8217;s like a slow-acting poison. It doesn&#8217;t matter that I hear plenty of nice feedback on my various stories; I&#8217;ll sit at the laptop and be unable to write a fucking thing, all because I&#8217;m convinced that someone&#8217;s seen the dreadful hack\u00a0I really am. I know all writers\u2014indeed, all artists\u2014go through that. But it still sucks.<\/p>\n<p>But then something else happens that has nothing to do with my actual writing prowess at all but is just kinda really neat anyhow:<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/nicolewillson.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/06\/Screen-Shot-2017-06-01-at-8.20.34-PM.png\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-478\" src=\"http:\/\/nicolewillson.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/06\/Screen-Shot-2017-06-01-at-8.20.34-PM-206x300.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"206\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"http:\/\/nicolewillson.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/06\/Screen-Shot-2017-06-01-at-8.20.34-PM-206x300.png 206w, http:\/\/nicolewillson.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/06\/Screen-Shot-2017-06-01-at-8.20.34-PM.png 500w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 206px) 100vw, 206px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I couldn&#8217;t figure out why my Twitter notifications were going crazy this afternoon. When I saw that, I understood.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>So the writing life has been a bit of a rollercoaster lately. Last week, I got two rejections for my&hellip;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[11,5],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/nicolewillson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/477"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/nicolewillson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/nicolewillson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/nicolewillson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/nicolewillson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=477"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"http:\/\/nicolewillson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/477\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":480,"href":"http:\/\/nicolewillson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/477\/revisions\/480"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/nicolewillson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=477"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/nicolewillson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=477"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/nicolewillson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=477"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}