The Trick Is To Keep Breathing

So much happens in such short spans of time, it seems.  Or at least that’s my perception.

After submitting a sample of my work, or pages requested by an agent, it’s the waiting that is the hardest part.  During that time, an ocean’s worth of thoughts bob on the turbulent surface of my mind.  All the old doubts and worries jangle like discordant bells, or perhaps their cacophony is the shriek of agitated sea birds.

Why is it taking so long?  Maybe they don’t like it…they’re sitting in a darkened room, laughing at my pathetic attempts at writing, at clumsy imagery and dreadful prose.  Maybe they’re secretly plotting to kidnap my ideas and use them for their own.

All of these thoughts haunt me.

Until the lyrics to a particular song come to calm my worries and I latch onto them like a life preserver on a tumultuous sea.

The trick is to keep breathing.


The Trick is to Keep Breathing – Garbage

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