I received another “Badge of Honor” yesterday. For those of you that are not putting yourself through this self-torture and don’t know what I’m talking about, I’m referring to a Rejection Letter.
I’ve been submitting my poems to various Literary Journals and I’ve had a few pieces accepted. It’s nothing to write home about yet, but I keep submitting and keep writing.
In Stephen King’s book On Writing, he talked about saving his rejection letters when he was a kid just starting out. Back then everything was done by snail mail. He would take that rejection letter and put it on a nail that was sticking out of the wall in his room. He said that when the nail wasn’t enough to hold them all, he got a spike.
I’ve been printing out my rejection letters and collecting them in a notebook. I also have started printing the acceptance pieces, although, there are much fewer of those to deal with. For now, the little pocket in the back of the notebook is enough space to hold the accepted pieces. 🙂
I was told that the rejection letters are “badges of honor”. That it takes guts and work to send your stuff out into the world. I was told I should be proud of those rejection letters.
I am proud.
I was in my 50’s when I discovered that I had a passion for writing. I’m no Hemingway, but I think that my writing has improved considerably over time and every day seems to bring something new that I’ve learned. I love this!! I’ve always had a thirst for learning and improving myself. This, coupled with my love of writing has been a real joy and a blessing in my life.
I spent a little time today and submitted some of my poetry online to a couple of journals. So I keep writing and I keep submitting. We’ll see how many “badges of honor” I get from this round of submissions. Who knows, maybe I will need a bigger notebook! 🙂
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*Day 8 of my 30 day post-a-day. 🙂