tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2703861414547309188.post6869041395186375207..comments2024-03-25T20:40:44.806-04:00Comments on Literary Rejections on Display Now Has Long COVID: Back in the Drawer, PleaseWriter, Rejectedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17241982229214057815noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2703861414547309188.post-4722705741098327832008-05-10T12:53:00.000-04:002008-05-10T12:53:00.000-04:00Rejection can be the fertilizer that forces us to ...Rejection can be the fertilizer that forces us to grow into new directions, so long as it's not taken personally. I do like that idea of keeping a manuscript "crisp" between rejections though.Wild Irishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06155848340128070251noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2703861414547309188.post-89038650748200044482008-05-10T10:55:00.000-04:002008-05-10T10:55:00.000-04:00Another would be writer I knew lived with his sing...Another would be writer I knew lived with his single mom who died of stage fright when asked to introduce herself at a book club he had talked her into joining. But he inherited a car, a boat, and a house. He had always wanted to write, so he sold the car and house, quit his job, and went to live on the boat and write. He threw the rejections into the boat’s hold. It did not take long for the boat to sink from the weight of the rejections.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2703861414547309188.post-40876256344855233912008-05-09T22:14:00.000-04:002008-05-09T22:14:00.000-04:00awawAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2703861414547309188.post-89303290086540703032008-05-09T22:06:00.000-04:002008-05-09T22:06:00.000-04:00IndeedIndeedWriter, Rejectedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17241982229214057815noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2703861414547309188.post-22444610186524724872008-05-09T10:18:00.000-04:002008-05-09T10:18:00.000-04:00Yes.Yes.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2703861414547309188.post-61166272065870783982008-05-09T09:48:00.000-04:002008-05-09T09:48:00.000-04:00And the word was...."No."And the word was...."No."Writer, Rejectedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17241982229214057815noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2703861414547309188.post-5331956413997049012008-05-09T09:41:00.000-04:002008-05-09T09:41:00.000-04:00Then there was the novelist who wanted to outdo Ba...Then there was the novelist who wanted to outdo Balzac, which he may have, but we’ll never know, because after finishing his 40 million-word work, titled “The Disambiguations,” someone gave him E. B. White’s “Elements of Style,” wherein he read “omit needless words.” He went to work on his frigate draft, omitting, omitting. Soon, he had omitted enough words to move the manuscript from a suburban storage unit to the trunk of his car. But he continued to whittle away at the needless words. When I last heard from him, he was down to one word, from which he was omitting needless letters. He kept the last word in his wallet, under his expired medical and dental coverage card.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2703861414547309188.post-55753582545933116922008-05-08T23:25:00.000-04:002008-05-08T23:25:00.000-04:00The true novelist must continue to soldier on, kee...The true novelist must continue to soldier on, keep writing, keep trying, taking the increasingly painful hits of rejection after rejection until… well, until someone out there catches on…or doesn’t. Sorry. We are all waiting for Godot. Sometimes he comes.Warren Adlerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13960431327727799196noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2703861414547309188.post-64554417746839525802008-05-08T16:41:00.000-04:002008-05-08T16:41:00.000-04:00I used to keep mine in the freezer, but only becau...I used to keep mine in the freezer, but only because I was afraid of there being a fire in my apartment. I had read somewhere that it was the safest flame-retardant place.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com