Dealing with Rejection: dive in, pitch again and don’t forget the bologna sandwiches

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You may have thought I skipped the internet-verse; but in reality I was stuck in — dun-dun-dunnnnn! The Editing Zone!

Well, more like the revision zone.  Between the end of July and mid-September, I was all up in the grill of my manuscript (mss.) I added many thousands of words to my current work in progress. But I also got rid of at least a couple of thousand, too. Deep, deep revision — you know like when you finally get the crevice tool on the vacuum cleaner and hit the family room sofa — truly allows you to know your work inside and out.  I (re)wrote a synopses; I redid an outline. Seemingly I worked backwards until I got back to page number one.  It felt incredible, exhausting, thrilling and draining all wrapped up into a white brick made of paper and the ink of my dreams and passions.

Part of that time, also, was sucked up in writing an agent query letter, too.  I swear it felt like I spent more time on that than I did the entire mss. Of course, first attempt, I pitched a ball. I’ve wound up and I’m pitching a second right away. I had a “top ten” list of agents. But even after a few weeks, it’s always good to make sure that your second- and third-round picks are still taking queries, want your genre, and that you generally get a good “vibe” from sending your query to them.  They are going to be your teammate, coach, fielder, etc. You want to make sure it’s a good fit.

I can’t say that oh these so-many rejections later (I’ve lost count, truly), that it still doesn’t sting. But it has that “oh quit being such a baby” feel to it. Kind of how I look at my heartbreaks during high school now. It’s just a necessary step to make you stronger, a better chooser of friends/lovers, etc. Same with picking an agent. You really have to take that “he/she’s just not that into me” approach. It’s nothing personal — at least not with you. It’s subjective (as even the rejection today said) and the right agent is out there. The one that will love and go to bat at the next tournament (Agents vs. Editors).

When all else fails? Pick a comfort food. Tonight’s rejection meal hearkens back to a simpler time in my life — fried bologna sandwich (on smashable white bread) and coffee. Of course there’s coffee.  See my month-long supply that I picked up at Costco this weekend? It’s below for your viewing pleasure.  If that is not a writer’s shopping load, I don’t know what is.

What’s your favorite rejection food?

Hoarding Paper and Coffee
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