It has been a season of writing and submitting my work for all sorts of contests. Including anthologies and magazines. I’m trying to catch up on what was lost these past 5 months. To which I realized this is insanity. My writing and art should be a joy, not a tedious job. That is left up to my current employment experience. I have judged myself too harshly with my work that was not acceptable for publication. Normally, I pass it off as a learning experience and send a thank you email to the editor. But for some reason, this week, it affected me. It was one rejection after another these past seven days. The moral of the story is to stop being your worst critic and enjoy the fact that God gave me these gifts for a reason. Not every piece is accepted by every publication, but they are my words that speak from the heart.
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Amen, sister! I submitted two poems to a paying literary journal for the first time last month. Times are rough, and I could really use the extra money. They were rejected. It doesn’t mean they weren’t good. I so enjoy this post. You are wonderfully right that God gave you these gifts for a reason.❤️🙏🏻
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I completely understand trying to make ends meet, we all branch out into other avenues trying to make ends meet. Thank you for your kind words.
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I am amazed at how much work you do. Could the editors or judgement panels reject a piece not because it’s not good enough but because it’s not quite what they’re looking for at this particular time?
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Sue,I believe it is both. This year, I ventured out to some high-brow magazines. Talk about slash and burn comments. I took in stride, and at least I tried. Some pieces are not that I submitted are not what they are looking for. I try again with another publication, and it is accepted. Lately, I have been painting and doing photography. I am trying to build a small business for when I retire in 6 years. I have been in the medical profession in some capacity or another. Sadly, the mandates are just getting to be too much. I would rather be doing something a love instead of something I dread every day.
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