My brain is flying in about a million directions this week as Corey and I are preparing to head to Haiti. Between writing sewing tutorials, preparing supplies, making a packing list, writing out a schedule for the grandmas and the grandpas, figuring out some kind of a meal plan for the kids and trying not to catch whatever has stricken Carter with an on again off again fever for the past 5 days, I’m a little bit “out there” as far as my thinking capacity goes.
So, I decided to take a break from the stuff I have to get done and write a silly little poem about something that happened to me last week. If you are a writer and have experienced the whole crazy process of submitting work to be published, you might empathize with me. If not, just pretend you do 😉
Rejections by email
Rejections by letter.
The more that I get
The more I handle them better.
My patience and skin
Grow ever more thickened
In this crazy world of writing
with which I am smitten.
It’s write – submit wait
– wait – wait – wait and wait more
Til I have completely forgotten
What I even submitted the piece for.
But this week was a first.
Imagine my surprise.
When two times in two days
For the same submission a rejection arrived.
I’m okay with your choice.
You don’t have to publish my stuff.
But seriously – twice?
For real – one rejection is enough.