Messed up

Why in the world would I think I could write a book. I had hoped that I would hear back from the publisher before the weekend but NOT… I so wish I were not feeling so messed up tonight. Why did I have the audacity to think I could do this. I hate feeling so insecure at times. Oh well, life will go on, and if they say no, then I don’t have to think about it any more. At least I tried before I die..lol..