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I love a rejection!

Yes I love a rejection—not that I’ve had many (you have to actually submit to get a rejection) but at least when I’ve received the odd thanks-but-no-thanks email reply (automated or personalised) it tells me that my m.s landed in the intended target’s inbox.

What I find harder to take than a rejection is no reply at all.

Okay, so agents are the busiest people on the planet. But since they can also apparently tell if they’re going to love you by your opening line and your query letter, my question is this:

Why, when an agent finally gets around to opening an email submission, can’t they hit the reply button straight away, insert a pre-written rejection note using the signature option in Windows Mail (an excellent device for all sorts of standard stuff if you haven’t already discovered it) and click send.

Possibly, in my case, it’s the tears from all their laughing—or should that be crying—that’s blurring their vision! But at least when I get the rejection email (one rejection equals one submission these days) I can go to my snazzy submission tracking spreadsheet (I call it snazzy because it’s all colour-coded and pretty) and I turn the green submission sent cells to red submission rejected cells. End of story (pardon the pun!)

Instead my spreadsheet is all amber, amber, amber. (That’s what I do to green cells at the three month mark when there’s been no reply. It’s not a big red no – yet – so I make it amber, in anticipation of a no!)

The truth is, I just don’t like amber. There’s no closure in amber and that’s why I love a rejection. At least after a rejection I can red it, rule it out, go to the next green.
The following rejection letter made me laugh, and while it has nothing to do with writing it did make me wonder if I should model a response to my next rejection – LOL
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I’m sixteen again

I feel like I’m sixteen again – and that’s not a good thing for me; at sixteen I was watching all my friends maturing ahead of me.

Knowing I was a late bloomer, as my mother used to call it, was of no comfort at all with my best friend getting everything at fourteen – her waistline, her breasts, her periods – while I still looked like an anxious, Amazonian eight-year-old at sixteen.

I learned then that it’s no good trying to rush things (stuffing bras comes to mind). It wasn’t going to happen until it happened.

Enter me – now!

I’m a long way from sixteen, but I find myself again watching from the sidelines as people around me grow, win publishing contracts and enjoy writing success.

I know my time to bosom – I mean blossom – will come (and padded bras are definitely NOT the answer this time either) but in the mean time I’m feeling…anxious.

The good news is that I know I have grown in many ways.

How do I know this? Because I no longer feel the urge to write mean comments on the toilet door about all the big-busted girls – LOL.

I’m seriously thrilled to pieces for anyone who achieves publishing success (it’s bloody hard to do) and I’m encouraged knowing that it does happens to lovely, everyday people — like me. I know this because I met one of those lovely people today in our newly-formed mid-north coast writers’ group. Karlene Lane has just secured a contract with Allen & Unwin and I’m really looking forward to sharing her journey.

As for me, I just have to be patient. It WILL happen.

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My lucky penny

It’s said: find a penny pick it up and all day long you’ll have good luck.
Well…my short story A Penny For Your Thoughts has won a place (out of 59 entries) in the RWA 2010 short story anthology – Little Gems – Topaz Edition (and I sooooo wanted to be bound between those beautiful covers, especially designed by Helen Katsinis.
And threre’s a short story about this short story.
After submitting five different short stories over the last couple of years – stories that I’d slaved over, re-writing dozens of times – it’s amazing that the winning story was an 11th hour idea.
I already had my entries organised. Then, just days before the Little Gems contest was due to close, I was out walking my dogs when I came up with the concept (yes, it was going to be a lost dog story at first, but changed when I couldn’t find a girl’s name that went with dog!)
So it became a story about a lost penny instead
Because I have a really short memory, I had to cut the walk short, dragging panting and confused dogs back by their leads at a zillion paces a second so I could pound it out on the keyboard while still fresh in my mind. That night I sent it off for a final check with my grammar gurus – Bootcamper Shayne and super CP, Rae (kia ora, Rae). (Gotta be a message in there about not stressing over the little stuiuff – just write!)
Anyway, what I call my ‘awe. that’s kinda cute’ story (and I actually didn’t think I did cute well) has me feeling very lucky to be in such great company with other placegetters.
Jennifer Kay
Dorothy Martin
Shona Husk

Cath Ryan
Lilian Begelhole

Helen Ellis
Cara Gabriel

Fiona Gregory

Alicia Hope

Sandra Linklater

Maggie Mundy

Shayne Sands

Bronwyn Stuart
My thanks to the generous group of people who coordinate and judge these awards. A huge task with fifty-nine entries this year. For more info see the RWA blog.  I’ll post a short extract next week