Friday, May 06, 2005

Shoes were made for walkin'

I got a rejection letter for one of my stories. “Of Worms and Epitaphs”. A lot of people have read it, and it is a good story. (Yes, I am still working on polishing “Stella”. It’s just too damn long!)

You would think that losing my job and having a publisher say no to my stuff would make for a bad week. Actually it doesn’t.

The job? The one were I was crying in the parking lot every morning before walking in? Yea, I miss that, not. I am working again so oh well. I am sorry that I missed “Show Larry Your Boobs Day” last week. There is always next year.

The rejection letter? This is good. The letter that was sent back was a “Not for us” letter. They did not see a place for my story in their publication. They also did not say “This is crap” or “Quit” or “If you send anything else to us, we will call the police”. This means send to someone else.

Recently a very good man passed away. I learned a lot from him and he helped my writing more then he knew. He let me know what a rejection letter meant. In fact I hear he had boxes of them, and was proud of every single one.

Simply, a rejection letter says you had the guts to submit your work in the first place. A rejection letter says you took a chance. You opened yourself to criticism; you gave a total stranger the chance to judge you.

And were else can you find someone to judge you?

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Since I am not where I can hear “Half Heard quotes” I am asking for donations! I will leave you with an office story, though!


In the office break room, Central Perk, (that was original) there are three microwaves. Two newer ones and one older, probably about 10 years old. As sometimes happens, the older microwave takes a little longer to heat up food. I walked in to warm up my lunch and there was a line. Not unusual. Then I noticed the older microwave was empty. Not wanting to bump anyone in line I pointed this out before I put my food in.

“No, go ahead, that oven is too slow.” From one of the people waiting.

This struck me as odd. Both of the newer microwaves were being used. Then there were four people waiting in line.

I tend to look at things too logically.

So instead of using the older microwave, which because it takes longer, they decide to wait for the newer ones.

Let’s say the new ovens heat your lunch at 4:00 minutes.
The older one takes 5:00 minutes.

So instead of heating your meal in 5 minutes, you are going to wait for the faster microwaves. You are the 3rd person in line, you are going to wait 12 minutes before you have your lunch.

Yea that makes a lot of since!

Anyway, I got my lunch heated and was gone long before the others in the room. In fact, they may still be waiting.

6 Comments:

Blogger brooksba said...

Larry,

Your outlook on life is a joy to read. The story that you got the note on, that's the one you sent to me? If it is, I did really enjoy it. I'm glad to see you sending your work out. And every rejection will be a beacon if you look at it right.

You are amazing.

Beth

2:22 PM  
Blogger TLG said...

Thanks for the story/comments on rejection letters. I'm trying to work up the nerve to submit some stuff myself. I think the reason why I haven't submitted anything in five years is the fear or rejection. Not so much the "not right for our publication" sort of thing, but the outright "we hate you and we think you suck" sort of thing. I feel like I'm getting tortured and tormented by the kids in my second grade class again every time I think about submitting something. I'll have to remember it means I'm brave, not that I'm a glutton for punnishment :)

4:49 PM  
Blogger CarpeDM said...

I got a rejection notice once when I was living in Madison. I sent some poems to this free paper and got the "Your work does not fit our style" letter. They sent me a copy of their paper to see what their style was. After reading several poems about rape and women having their clitoris's forcibly removed, I thanked God they didn't want to publish me.

You have a great attitude about rejection letters. I enjoy reading you and can't wait until you're published so I can tell everyone I know you.

4:02 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I'm trapped in CSR Oblivion waiting for a new blog.... Help meeeeee.......

1:09 PM  
Blogger CarpeDM said...

Larry,

Dude. I miss you. I hope everything is okay. Drop me or Beth an email if you get a chance, okay?

Dana

12:37 PM  
Blogger Lizy said...

Good post..Larry..Ur view on rejection letters are excellent..looking forward for ur posts..damn good one.

12:04 AM  

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