Friday, April 17, 2009

I Want to Be a Bride and Wear the Fancy Dress and Flirt with the Groomsmen

A very lovely, reputable, delightful literary journal has rejected me for the 4th or 5th time in a strongly encouraging way. But that makes it all the more painful. I don't get it--lots of wonderful comments on work from my memoir from here to there, but no bites. This is seriously like fishing. Every time you send new work to a journal (fishing spot) you know has some good action (they seem to like your work to some decent degree and you know where the bottom is, the sunken tree, the weeds), it's like trying to guess what style / theme (lure color, action, style) might work that day. Fortunately, in both instances, there's always candy bars, chips, and beer to fall back on to pass the time. I wonder, could I go all Crocodile Dundee on this and TNT the water (literary journal) and get fish (acceptance letter) to float to the surface? Would I go to prison?

5 comments:

Sue Swift said...

Persevere - renmember Doris Lessing who tried to get a novel published under a pseudonym and got turned down flat by her regular publisher? Or JK Rowling, whose first Harry Potter novel was constantly rejected by publishers.
Sadly, quality and aceptance don't always tally ..

our friend Ben said...

There is no justice! No. Justice. But if I were you, I'd save the TNT for the moron who tells you---and inevitably, trust me, someone will---"Life's not supposed to be fair." Sez who?!!!!

Victoria said...

Maybe it's my turn to go round with the chainsaw and kind of, you know, explain things to them?

Benjamin Vogt said...

Sue--Yes, absolutely true. But it sure seems like 99% failure only gets you 1% success (and often only a modest amount). I don't want to add things to my cv, I want people to read me and to have conversations with them and to get them thinking.
OFB--Heck yea. Who says life isn't fair. Absolutely. I expect profound success and good things at every turn. Darn tootin'.
Victoria--Just use an electric chainsaw. It's the emissions. Oh, what do I care.

Layanee said...

Hmmmm, would you go to prison? Not if you run fast. Keep trying, we believe!