Monday, 29 October 2012
As a writer and aspiring author I send some of my work out on submission. You have to be in it to win it, right? Sometimes the writing gets picked up and printed, and sometimes it doesn't. Nobody likes rejection, but if you want to play the game, you have to accept it and hopefully, if there are notes with the rejection, learn by it. At least you are doing it, because if you never submitted or posted your work in the ether, then you can’t be discovered. If you won't take my word for it, then Nathan Bransford covers it well here.
Here is how I take the sting off. These are Tom’s Mini Skildpadder, from Denmark; dark chocolate turtles filled with rum flavoured fondant goo. The Yum. And they are all mine. No-one else in the house gets to so much as sniff at them. Everything I tell my kids about sharing goes out of the window when it comes to these. Only when I get a rejection email am I allowed to eat one. As the old adage goes; There are times when only chocolate will do. And much as the rejection might make me miserable for a day, being able to stuff one of these in my gob always makes things a tiny bit better. (I’m sure there is a link to a Mary Poppins song here, but I am going to pass...)