This made me laugh.
From a publisher’s rejection letter to Herman Melville, on his submission of Moby Dick:
‘First, we must ask, does it have to be a whale?
…For instance, could not the Captain be struggling with a depravity towards young, perhaps voluptuous, maidens? ‘
More rejection letters sent to notable authors, here
In between life and death, what is to be done?
Anyway, I have been thinking about what I want to ‘do before I die’. And on reflection I have not done too badly so far.
All I can really think of that I would really like to do before I die is:
but I will put others here upon reflection.
2) Learn to play Jesu, Joy of Man’s Desiring in it’s entirety on the guitar – I am about a third of the way there currently.
3) Complete, submit and have a novel published, to some (even small) acclaim.
4) Love and be loved.