It's been a week of ups and downs. This week has been a rejection week for me. In fact, I've received three rejections in the last two weeks, one for my first novel, Truth Teller, and two for my fourth novel, Unknown Reality. Us poor, down-trodden authors, the things we have to put up with just to bring a little joy into other people's lives in the shape of our stories.
So, what do I do now? I could beat myself with a big stick, or sit in the corner and cry. Wallow in self pity or get angry with the world because it just doesn’t realise how awesome my books are. I could always get drunk, swear a lot and make everyone’s life a misery, but somehow I don’t really think that will help me get published. And let’s face it; that is what all this heartache is all about, right? Or is it?
Okay, I won’t pretend, becoming a published author is the dream. Just the thought of seeing my books for sale in a major bookshop chain or supermarket brings a warm glow to my tummy. What’s the point of spending years of your life creating this magical story if no one even knows it exists? But sometimes dreams just don’t come true. It’s a sad fact of life. If this is the case, you just have to live with it. But it’s not all doom and gloom.
I could give up right now. I’m sure many writers before me have tried and tried, but never quite made it. A pile of form rejection letters is enough to dent anyone’s resolve, especially if you’re having a bad day. Us writers are an emotional bunch at the best of times. It’s probably what makes us write in the first place. But the problem with giving up is it takes away the one thing that drives us all onward. There is something we all have in common; a little word that means so much, and gives us something to look forward to somewhere down the long road to publication…
Without it, what else is there to look forward to? Okay, it’s hard, we all know that. It’s unbelievably frustrating! I have wanted to throw in the towel so many times and stop wasting my life on what seems to be a pointless exercise sometimes. But so long as I keep slogging away, every day when I wake up in the morning there is hope looming in the background, pushing my dream closer and closer. No matter how tiny that little piece of hope may appear at times, it is always there. I don’t think I would want to wake up every morning without it.
It seems a world away since I wrote this and all that hard work and hoping paid off :) Never, EVER, give up on your dreams!!!!
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