I have recently received another rejection for the Journey poems I submitted for Popshots Magazine, just 6 days ago.
Rejections are fine, they are part of everyone’s lives, especially artists. I started this blog last year to track my life as a writer, that includes ups and downs. We hear so much about writing successes without knowing about the years of trying or failures that came before. It is tempting to keep my rejection slips secret, but I don’t need to … I know that the material is rejected on all sorts of criteria and just because the work was wrong for publication this time, doesn’t mean it will always be wrong for somewhere else or that you can’t write new material for a publication who have already rejected you.
I have realised over the past few months that these journals do tend to publish already established artists, their names will help sell issue. I do believe that at some point success will be mine, I would love to work on my own pamphlet soon and will need some recent publication success to entice publishers to risk it! I may produce my own small collection towards the end of the year anyway. (Even if it is just for myself.)
So I am taking in the air down on Rejection Avenue and it smells as if there is possibility there.
- Being afraid of rejection is as daft as being scared of your own reflection.
- Bitterly vowing to never submit again, is a waste of energy. (And a downright lie!)
- Read the email. Take on board any advice given, let the poems rest a while and return to them later to detect whether it was you or them…
‘It’s not you, it’s me’ actually might work on your mind-set…. it’s not your poetry it’s our publishing house!