I find this attitude so very frustrating.
Do not wait to be picked.
Do not wear rejection slips like badges of honor.
Most of all, sweet merciful heavens, do not go to your grave wishing you’d been allowed to write your book.
You do not need permission. There is no gate, only an open field awaiting all those with the good sense and courage to venture into it.
Don’t let fear dictate to your dreams.