Susanna Mishler: In Praise of Rejection
It happens often: an envelope arrives in my mailbox addressed to me in my own handwriting. It’s a classic existential moment, like a past self (or group of selves) sent my present self a letter. The message? We don’t want what you’ve got. But thanks for thinking of us and good luck. Then in December […]
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