
I call it submission blues and while its a part of the crazy life of a writer I can't say it's one of the better parts. It's almost an adrenalin rush but not as fun. I've sent in countless submissions and gotten countless rejections. That's also part of the craziness. I file rejections away until I have a small stack. Once that stack is tall enough I pour a glass of wine and light a match. It's a nice way to deal with the rejected feeling. I hold nothing against the publishers. They did their job and if my story wasn't a fit for them then it wasn't the right publisher.
Submission blues, however, aren't so easy to deal with. I don't know if the story will be accepted or not. Will the editor love the characters the way I do? Probably not, but just enough love is good enough. Those characters will be honed and edited and in the end they'll grow even more than they did while I was writing them.
Moving on from the blues I'm going to try to focus on another story. Don't ask me witch one because right now they're fighting for attention. For tonight I'm going to enjoy a glass of wine and share a toast with the characters that have been mooching off my brain for the last year.
Peace and love.
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