Spending time visiting writers’ blogs as I do, I read many accounts of rejections and the struggle to finally reach nirvana (aka, publication). The saving of rejection letters has taken on ritualistic importance for many, who admit to having shoeboxes full of them in the closet. So this morning, in a variation on a theme, I ran across a writer’s blog who says no, she does not in fact save rejection letters. I can understand this after her description of a particularly brutal one she received. Happily, Meg Gardiner is now a published author, and has recounted some of her struggle on her blog. Really, go read this, it will make you feel better. That much viciousness makes a form rejection seems downright friendly.
I also discovered that Janet Evanovich, author of the Stephanie Plum mysteries, has kindly put up some helpful hints on her site for finding an agent and getting published.
These two ladies certainly stand in glorious technicolor contrast to another blogger I talked about awhile back who was actively discouraging others from trying to get published.
Take heart my friends:
Don’t be dismayed by the opinions of editors, or critics. They are only the traffic cops of the arts.
– Gene Fowler
Yeah, baby. Bring on those lions.