Tuesday, July 10, 2012

Rejected

I was rejected. I've had my day of boo hooing and now I'm back swimming. Later...

9 comments:

Margot Kinberg said...

Jan - I am so sorry to hear your news. Rejection really does hurt. A lot. Writers - talented ones like you - dive into their stories. Those stories come from within the writer and are part of the writer. So it's very hard not to feel the hurt of rejection quite intensely. Good for you to plan to get back on your feet again. {}

Writer Pat Newcombe said...

I think you should allow yourself a little time to wallow in self pity... That allows you to rethink things, mull it over and then - GET over it! This is how most of us cope of course! It is so dishearteneing when hopes are dashed but I know you will pick yourself up, dust yourself down and start all over again! ( sory about the cliche) but just not today!

Liza said...

Sometimes the hardest words to write are the ones that will make a fellow writer feel better.

We all seek validation from outside sources...professional ones, not our loving family and friends. Why that can't be enough, I'll never know...But even if validation doesn't come, or arrive as soon as we hope, should we stop writing? Would the words that circle our brains and wake us up at night, the ones that arrive in the shower or when we are stirring our coffee quiet? Of course not. So we have to keep going--hoping, of course, for that "ultimate" victory, but also making sure we remain connected to the day to day joy of writing. How lucky we are for that.

L. Diane Wolfe said...

I'm sorry about the contest, Jan.

It will be worth it. Just don't stop writing.

Words A Day said...

I'm sorry that happened Jan, you're a wonderful writer, your a-z pieces wowed me. keep going, keep going x

The Poetry Bus said...

Astral Weeks is a masterpiece. Feck them!

Miriam Forster said...

*hugs*

Jan Morrison said...

Thanks everyone, your words are gold. And I'm back on the horse, giddyup!

Faith Pray said...

You were my first rejection therapist, know that? Thank you for the great words to me, the cheer to keep floating, to keep quacking, to keep at it. At my last writing conference, I had one of those daydream moments, a realization that this huge panting to be published is only one small part of a rich life; that we are all full of beautiful breath and dreams and family, with or without our publication status. Either way, happy swimming, dear Jan. You are prolific.