~~An essay of mine, “The Three Complaints of My Mother,” is in the Spring issue of “Solstice.” It took almost a decade to find a literary home for this essay, despite all the praise heaped on it by editors many of whom “loved” it, praised it to high heaven, but sent regrets, asked for more writing. The number of rejections tops 25!
A writer friend said it best, in the simplest of ways: You send it out. It is rejected. You send it elsewhere, for as many times as it takes until an editor loves it enough to give it a chance to live!
To paraphrase that wonderful line from Elizabeth Bishop’s poem “One Art”: The art of receiving rejections is not hard to master.
On to the next one: sending it out, getting rejected, sending it elsewhere, until it finds its home–which it usually does.And if it doesn’t, you’ve still practiced your craft.~~