For those of you who have never received a rejection letter before, this is what they look like.
I got this in the mail last week and as soon as I saw the return address on the envelope and saw how sadly anorexic it was, I knew the news wasn't going to be good.
I called my mom to let her know, and I could tell that she was desperate to offer some kind of comfort. I had to reassure her and let her know that I wasn't devastated- I mean, certainly there was a part of me that had really hoped this would be it, that Deseret Book would welcome me into the fold with open arms, an editor would contact me just gushing about how brilliant my work is (creative people have REALLY creative imaginations, you know) and that life would be lollipops and buttercups ever after.
Clearly, not so much. Fortunately, I had another, more rational part of me that was pretty sure I wasn't going sink a hole in one, and prepared me to not only accept the sting of rejection but to think of that sting as the feeling of my badge of "Real Writer" honor being pinned to me. It hurts, but scars make for good stories, right?
And so, I am on to Plan B (because if Plan A doesn't work out, there are still 25 more letters in the alphabet).
Why, hello there brick wall. Hang on just a minute and let me go grab my climbing gear.
"Sometimes God doesn't give you what you want, not because you don't deserve it, but because you deserve so much more."
Have you been rejected before? Have you climbed your brick wall or are you still clawing your way up? Anybody want to offer some encouragement? I could use all the climbing gear I can get...