Here's what I did after I got my first rejection at 8:42AM1) Said, "Huh."
2) Made pancakes.
3) Sighed heavily. (repeat)
4) Drank two cups of coffee with milk and sugar forgetting that I don't take milk and sugar.
5) Talked to my husband about cutting the lawn without telling him about the rejection.
6) Watched My Little Pony movie with kids while sighing.
7) Waited until my husband left for work to email him about the rejection.
8) Didn't want to answer the phone when he called a nano-second later.
9) Talked to my mother in law about ice cream and not about rejection.
10) Talked to my neighbor about Radiohead and not about rejection.
In a nutshell, I am trying to micro-manage rejection. As if it's something that I can lessen the blow of, if handled the right way. I'm processing it, going through the Kubler-Ross stages. But I ain't liking it.
It's not like I thought it wouldn't happen, I knew it would. I was weirdly looking forward to it because it means I'm really doing it, really putting my work out there. But I still feel decimated.
I believe in my book. See? I just said that because, right this second, I don't believe in my book. Right this second I believe that if even one person rejects it, it must be terrible. That's the crazy bull s**t I believe right now.
I want to believe in my book. I want to find the damn horse and get back on it. But for today (I swear, just today) I'm going to wallow.
Anyone know good wallowing tunes?
Below is the form rejection I got.
Thank you for being so patient while I reviewed BOOKEND for possible representation.
Unfortunately I don't feel it is quite right for my list.
Please don't take this rejection as a comment on your writing ability, because it isn't
to take on projects other than those I feel I can represent with a certainty of success.
I wish you every success with this and all your literary endeavors. As a result of the
volume of queries and submissions I receive, I'm unable to provide a personal
evaluation and/or further explanation of my decision.