Rejections are a part of every day sadness for writers. It’s hard to say whether a form rejection is worse than getting a discouraging, personalized rejection. Recently, I received a simultaneously discouraging and uplifting rejection, from a press who shall not be named, and I wasn’t sure how to feel about it.
It was a piece entitled, “Behind a Dime,” that I modeled after Meghan Daum’s famous essay, “Variations on Grief” that was notoriously “mean spirited”. If you haven’t read it, I highly suggest it.
This isn’t the entire e-mail (I wanted to keep some words of wisdom for myself, of course), I wanted to share my experience. What I learned from this is that I should continue to be myself–write for myself–write for others who understand the feels–and write for those who can’t write for themselves.
Maybe I am mean spirited, and if I am, I want to share my negativity with everyone.