The only failure I’ve observed is on the part of the editors, agents, judgy mcjudgers, publishers, et al who have failed to see my writing as the gift that it is. Their loss, my gain. In other words, the bouncers were so busy keeping people out that they failed to see that outside is where the real party is happening. As for me? I stopped looking for their approval and started approving of myself and here we are. So, yeah, that’s a success by another name.
Daily writing prompt
How has a failure, or apparent failure, set you up for later success?
Rhena Writes 