So, it’s official. I’ve gotten my first rejection letter – or rather, rejection email. I submitted an essay to a quarterly literary magazine six or eight weeks ago, and recently got back a form reply from the editors, saying “Sorry – not a fit for us at this time…” It feels like a milestone! I finally submitted something, and having gotten over that hurdle, it seems much less like a hurdle at all. Now I can start that collection of rejection letters all those other published authors talk about.
Then, not long after the rejection, I got an email from someone asking me for a 2-3 sentence bio. A few months ago, I submitted a short two paragraph piece to a website about a book I had recently read. The email didn’t explicitly say they were going to publish my blurb – but I can’t think why else they’d want 2-3 sentences about me. Now, though I’m thrilled to have anything published, this really is just a couple paragraphs I wrote about someone else’s book, so nothing to go bonkers over. Still, it feels like another milestone, and positive feedback is always a good thing, right?