I am running a ten percent acceptance rate. For every ten submissions I send out, one gets published. I don't know how that compares to other emerging writers, but I know it's not too bad and I know I work really hard to send all those stories out. But some days the rejections can feel overwhelming, like a massive cloud of disappointment hanging over your head as you work. No matter how many times you tell yourself that this business of writing (the business of baring your soul and exposing it to mankind) is subjective, that one person's bestseller is another's thumbs down, you still take each and every rejection as a sort of commentary on you as a person. Then I remind myself: 10%.