Last December I sent out a short story titled “First Snow” to the Magazine: Tin House.
It was part of my final grade for my Intro to Fiction Writing class. The website said that it would be responded to within 90 days, after that it was safe to assume that it was rejected.
It has been about six months since I gave it to my professor to mail in. Several of my friends in the class have already received their S.A.S.E.s with their rejection letters. I haven’t received even that… so it’s safe to say that I’ve been rejected.
It hurts that I didn’t even get a rejection letter, but that’s okay. It’s not the end of the world.
I am confident in my story. I wasn’t when I turned it in for my final, though. I hadn’t had enough time to work on it and draft it the way I wanted in order to achieve its full potential… at least in my humble opinion.
I’ve officially marked it on my sheet as rejected and I’m going to take a little more time to edit it again a few times, and then I’m going to start actively submitting it to different places until I find somewhere that will take it… If I can’t find somewhere that will take it by October I plan to submit it to the Ball State Literary Magazine: The Broken Plate. Since my application to the class that runs The Broken Plate was also rejected I have the opportunity to submit to it this year. I didn’t have anything finished for it last year, but this year will be a different story… I’m sure of it.
The lesson here is that even if you are rejected… don’t let it deter you. Rejection hurts. Let it hurt for a little bit, and then look yourself in the eye, hitch up your big girl panties and say “Screw them, they have no taste.” Resubmit. Don’t stop until your story finds a home, even if it’s just on your blog where no one pays you for it.
And whatever you do… DON’T STOP WRITING!!!!
Keep going, if you keep throwing it at them, eventually something will stick… as long as it’s of a good quality.