It's good on occasion to realize that no one cares as much as you whether what you write is any good, and that most people, having no knowledge of what might have been for a given piece, won't even realize you've done a bad job. This realization allows you to continue to write, ignoring your own conviction that what you're doing is subpar.
On the other hand, too much of this realization makes for complacent -- and therefore bad -- writers.
For now, I'm just glad I'm not a complete smoldering wreck over it all. Plus, there's always next time. That is, until the editors wise up, and then there isn't next time, which might not be so bad either.
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