The Sharp Sting Of Writer Envy
I felt it last night. The successful applicants to be included in an autistic women’s anthology were announced on the publisher’s website. I was an applicant. I was not successful.
Ouch. Why did it sting so much?
Queer, neurodivergent and in the business of defying expectations. Doing my best to answer the questions I keep asking myself. diverge999@gmail.com