A one-two punch
It’s taken me a while to want to talk about this, but I’m ready now. Recently, my writer’s life suffered through a one-two punch. The first was a major rejection that seemed to come out of nowhere – it felt like a sucker punch to the gut. The second came the next day, another rejection, after a revise and resubmit, and because of the huge rejection from the day before, it felt like a right upper cut to the jaw. Together they left me stumbling, off balance, searching for something to give purchase.
These things happen to every writer at some point. We all proudly wave our collection of rejection letters in the air and say, these are my scars, my badges of honor, my tickets for the right to be here: published. But it still stinks. L
Fortunately, my DH had already planned a short trip away for the two of us. He took me to a small hotel in a quiet seaside town, to a room with a canopied bed, a fireplace and a quaintly decorated sitting room – one that offered massages in the mornings and wine in the afternoons. We spent the day driving up the coast, wandering through art galleries pretending we were rich enough to buy all the beautiful paintings that struck our fancy. At night, we ate at trendy restaurants and enjoyed each other’s company.
This was a fluke. We can’t always manage a trip away after a major set back. Usually, I allow myself to pout for 24 hours then I force myself to move on – to get back to work.
Picks herself up and dusts herself off
One thing helped ground me through my disappointment – my book in hand, the final galley edit for One for the Road, my future book with The Wild Rose Press. It is real, it will be published, and I am proud of each word. I can’t wait to share it with everyone later this year.
Shortly after I’d finished my final edits for that book, the line edits for my first Harlequin Special Edition arrived…and they weren’t so bad. Yes, things needed to get changed. I’d lost a scene here and there, and my pacing was off in other spots and needed to be tended to. I also needed one final scene to tie it all together.
Because of my recent experience (I won’t say failure, though a nasty little voice in my head whispered it just now. Shut up!) I felt insecure and worried I didn’t have the chops to pull it off. I took my time and read each page of the line edits, and read them again, consuming and digesting the suggestions. I waited several days for the final scene to materialize in my mind before I wrote a single word. I wrote, revised, and rewrote it, at least ten times!
Accentuate the Positive
Oh, something I forgot to mention. That second editor rejection left the door open for me to submit something else, which I did immediately – a partial to test the waters. She liked it and wants the full!
Moral of the story – keep submitting. For each rejection, send out another query. In order to do that, you must have content. How do we get content? BICHOK! Butt in chair, hands on keyboard. Do it.
In closing, the big news is, I mailed off the revised Special Edition book Friday. The Runaway Nurse Returns is out of my hands. Only time will tell if it makes the grade. Wish me luck…
Movie: Adjustment Bureau – starring Matt Damon and Emily Blount. A romance! Ah the power of love. I also enjoyed the quirky paranormal aspect which was thought provoking.
Book: First Grave on the Right by Darynda Jones. She manages to crack me up even while writing a very dark paranormal/cop story. Dolly Parton once named her breasts Shock and Awe. The protagonist, Charley Davidson, calls hers Danger and Will Robinson.
Music: Jim Brickman, simplethings – to soothe me. Robert Plant and Alison Krause – Gone Gone Gone – to fire up the “fight back” in me.
Pet Peeve word of the week: Formulaic. (grr)
Have a great week!