”Failure is delay, not defeat” Denis Waitley
It has officially happened. The book I've so diligently tried to write and perfect the past three years has been rejected, and I will tell you... it feels awful!
I know these rejections don't mean that I have failed, they just mean I have more work to do. I'm still not sure if that makes me feel any better, but it sounds nice.
I wish I could say the first rejection was the worst and it got easier after that, but it isn’t true. Each one came with its own punch to the gut and I've allowed myself to shed MANY tears over this. I can't believe how many emotions play a part in this process and have often found myself feeling embarrassed, angry, sad and tired... all at the same time.
But...
I'm still standing! I didn't think it was possible to survive a heartache this big, especially taking into account the sacrifices and hard work I've put in to get this done. But here I am.
I survived!
This alone has sparked a small amount of pride in myself. For doing something I didn't think I could do.
So today, I'm going to put these rejections in my journal, not as a reminder that I failed, but as a reminder that I tried!
And I will keep trying, because this means just that much to me.
After touching up my query letter and my book I'm ready to complete another round of submissions this week. If I get some good news... you'll be among the first to know!
Stay well everyone!
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