Don't let go, or you may drown

An acquantince just signed a book contract.

I'd love to be happy for her and just a bit jealous. But the thing is...unless she's improved dramatically in teh past year since I read anything she wrote, she's...lackluster, at best.

Makes me wonder if I should bother editing Pearlshine, if her stuff gets excepted, a skeleton of something...

Sigh. I'm being mean, I know. But right now I need to be. It fucking hurts when you have to watch other people, people who even at your most self-depriciating you still feel more talented (worthy? that sounds horrible, but...) than achieving your dreams.