So, I'm trying to find a manager or agent and am sending out queries to get someone to read my stuff. As I do so, my insecurities are flaring. I hate the asking and the rejection that comes with it. It makes me feel like a nobody. And I'm reminded of this poem by Emily Dickinson:
I'm nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there's a pair of us - don't tell!
They'd advertise - you know!
How dreary to be somebody!
How public like a frog
To tell one's name the livelong day
To an admiring bog!
Like, Emily, I would find it "dreary" to be famous -- to have to live under public scrutiny. I have no desire to ever achieve notoriety in that way.