As I stepped out into the garden yesterday, I was greeted by lovely sunshine. Not a cloud in the sky. The dull autumnal landscape had transformed into a blast of colour. Up until then, October days had been dark and bleak. The most wondrous thing about this sunny, crisp day was it was my daughter’s 24th birthday. It was as if she was beaming down on me, sharing her day from across the miles. I can’t believe how quickly my little girl has grown up. And I must say she has developed into an intelligent, loving and amazing, independent young woman. I couldn’t be more proud. Happy Birthday, Alice!
We shared a special moment recently across the airwaves when I told her about a rejection of one of my short stories (the second this month). I think my daughter was more disappointed than I was. But that quickly dissipated when I told her how thrilled I was to receive this particular rejection. Why? Because I made it off the slush pile and onto the editor’s desk! She’d actually read it and responded personally to me saying that my writing was warm and the story enjoyable. However, it was not to be this time and she took the time to give me some useful feedback.
It is tough to break into the womag world of short story writing but knowing I am one step further has given me the motivation to continue to send out my work.
Have you ever been inspired or motivated by rejection or by someone else’s rejection?