I’ve talked about rejection before on here. I finally heard back from one I had been sitting on for some time. Having a physical rejection letter means something totally different than just having a quippy email that says, “It’s cool writing, but no thanks.”
You can hold the letter in your hand–automated or not–and really think about what might have gone wrong with this piece. I love The Sun. I can’t wait until they do take me one day. Because I’m still determined; I’ve had pieces sleeping for some time that I want to wake up and truly finish. I can’t wait until I can see my name digitally and in print again. It’s a feeling of which I’ll never tire.
And learning from my previous submissions is even a greater part of growth–I cherish it every time. I hope you do, too.