bardic_lady: (self-realisation)
OSF rejected me. So... yay, I'm not good enough again. What more could I have done? How could I have made myself a better candidate? What haven't I done yet to make me worthy? What's so fucking wrong with me?
bardic_lady: (shakespeare - leave not a rack)
Now they've told me. I'd rather not know. OSF has decided to work entirely with freelance dramaturgs this coming season and will therefore be taking no literary interns.

I have other things simmering and all but right now, I'm just crushed.

January 2015



I Cannot Hide What I Am

I must be sad when I have cause and smile
at no man's jests, eat when I have stomach and wait
for no man's leisure, sleep when I am drowsy and
tend on no man's business, laugh when I am merry and
claw no man in his humour...
I had rather be a canker in a hedge than a rose in
his grace, and it better fits my blood to be
disdained of all than to fashion a carriage to rob
love from any: in this, though I cannot be said to
be a flattering honest man, it must not be denied
but I am a plain-dealing villain. I am trusted with
a muzzle and enfranchised with a clog; therefore I
have decreed not to sing in my cage. If I had my
mouth, I would bite; if I had my liberty, I would do
my liking: in the meantime let me be that I am and
seek not to alter me.

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