Today, we have a guest blogger, Liz Flaherty, a friend and CP of the Wordwranglers, published by Silhouette and Wild Rose Press. Thank you, Liz, for sharing your thoughts with us today!
You know, it doesn't matter how long you're in this business, a rejection, or as some friends put it, a decline from an editor is still a heartbreaker. The thick skin you thought you'd developed just falls off in bloody scabs and there you are with blisters again. You've been there. You've done that. You've bought the damn tee shirt.
Oh, there. I feel so much better. There are other four-letter words that would fit better there, but since the whole world knows I'm by way of being a prude, I'm not going to put them there.
I have friends who seem to sell every word they write. Even better, they can sell them with a proposal. My big decline came on a manuscript that was finished. Finished! It was 57,000 words already written. That's a whole lot of hours to someone who will be 60 soon. Sixty!
Oh, now I feel even better.
Today I printed out a proposal for a publisher who still wants hard copy submissions. I wrote a query letter, shortened up the synopsis, and changed a word here and there for the first three. And I sent it out. I may be bloody (remember the scabs) but I'm unbowed. I may be sixty ( well not for three or four days) but I can still write books and keep sending them out.
Right now, I feel great again. I hope you all do too.