*Gasps* Oh no. It’s only been a few days since I resubmitted. This can’t be good. *clicks on email*
Thank you for allowing me to read your revised manuscript.
Okay. Harmless enough so far…
The ‘unfortunately’. - The link that severs the good from the bad. The equivalent of an executioner’s axe in the writing world. Shit shit shit shit shit shit…(this word seemed to repeat without cease in my mind for the remainder of the interlude)
I’m afraid the changes just weren’t enough to…
Oh SHIIIIIT! *clutches chest*. Oh God. I’ve been hit. OUCH! Ouch ouch ouch ouch ouch!!! This HURTS! *Takes deep breaths and moves on.*
I’m very sorry but at this point I can’t offer any more…
OH Noooooooo! *clutches stomach * I think I’m going to puke.
I wish you all the best in your writing endeavors…
*Mouth hangs open in grief, hands reaching towards the sky* WHYYYYYYYYYY!!!?
*Buries face in hands and struggles to breath for a minute. Looks up between her fingers*
Oh God, it’s still there.
What do I do now? Should I write back? Maybe I should write back…*Looks at her hands and wonders why they don’t answer. Starts typing.*
I’d like to thank you for the time you took on my manuscript. I wish I could say more but
I’m currently dying a slow, painful, bloody, emotional death…
Okay. Maybe I shouldn’t write back.
This is far too emotionally raw. I’ll just go have a drink, chill out, and watch some mindless television for a bit.
*FIVE drinks later*
I thanks you for all your time and fantasmic feedback. You da bom. I juss wanna say I try SO HARD! So. hard… You broke my heart, man. But in the words of the great, late, Whitney- I will always love you…………..SdvUIHILILILILILILILILILILILILILILILILN
*passes out, face down on the keyboard*
***side note: Yes, I did. No, I didn’t. And this is in NO way the real letter that I received (which was much more personal and kind) but you get the gist***
So, I’m going to continue to submit my manuscript elsewhere and I have other projects in the works which I’m focusing on. Despite the roller coaster of emotions, working with an agent was a fantastic experience. Bottom line is, I’m still here. A little more battered and blue in the self-esteem department but I’m still here. Sushi and wine are helping sooth the pain but I’m still not completely ‘over it’, of course.
What do you guys do to get over a really tough rejection?