How do you take rejection?

Hmmmm! Let me see about this. Well, I usually take it fairly well according to the situation. As an author you’ve got to learn that a little rejection is coming your way one day. It’s sad but true. 

When I started publishing my work, I was afraid of rejection from family and friends. I was more afraid of what they’d think than the world. For a long time most of my family and friends were not aware I’d published any books. One day my mom showed my aunt one of my paperbacks and she had a fit. Now she’s a fan.

If you pitch your work to a large publisher, well, you guessed it, you get get one of those nice little form letters that explains why they can’t publish your work. Some of the better publishers give you advice on what would make it better and would possibly change their mind. I pitched one of mine to a big publisher and well, I never got anything. Not sure, but I’d call that a rejection. I prefer to think maybe they didn’t get it, but a rejection all the same.

You can feel the sting of rejection through self publishing too. This is usually through reviews. Sometimes they hurt, but you just have to remember, it’s not personal. Well, sometimes it feels like it. 

Life is feel with rejections, that’s what makes us stronger, I think. You have rejections in your love life, friendships, jobs, promotions, loans, and many areas of your life. The main thing is how you handle that rejection. Do you just dig a hole and put your head in or do you walk proudly and get over it? I try to choose the latter as much as possible, but I have to admit to having dirt in my hair more than once 🙂

So how do you handle it?

As always, good writing and May God Bless You…

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Today’s a special day…

For me today has several meanings. Of course it goes without saying, but I’ll say it anyway, today we celebrate our Risen Savior. It’s an awesome day for a Christian. 

It’s also a special day for me as a mother. Today my handsome son turned 14. It’s so hard to believe he’s 14. I’m so proud of him. He’s a good young man and makes me smile everyday. When I look at him I see a miracle. He was a twin, but I lost his twin during the pregnancy and the doctor wasn’t sure he’d make it. It was a miracle that he did. I call him my miracle baby. He withstood all the obstacles and survived. Some ask if he’s spoiled and I proudly say “You bet he is”. 

Hope everyone spent time with their families today and enjoyed this beautiful Easter Day. 

As always, good writing and May God Bless You…