You know what I’ve noticed?
Getting a rejection for a story that I consider one of the best ones I’ve ever written sure puts a damper on my enthusiasm for working on a new short story.
I go through this every time. “Why do I bother? I’m wasting my efforts. I may be mildly clever but not enough to stand above the other three-billion writers vying for the same publishing space.”
Then I have to go vacuum, or wash dishes, or dance around with my iPod, and then come back to write … simply because I love the act of creating.
In the end that’s all a writer can really count on.