Bitter taste of rejection...

Rejection. It's a strong word, with strong connotations. It could potentially bring on a flood of otherwise repressed and painful memories dealing with jobs, sports teams, or your junior prom date. It is a word filled with meaning. The root word "reject" is defined as "To refuse to accept, submit to, believe, or make use". It could also mean to spit up or vomit. Lovely. Rejection also contains the word "eject". Perhaps because one wants to be ejected from this planet when they experience this terrible thing, when they are rejected. "Ion" is also in this word, but that in no way pertains to this blog, so I'm going to pretend like its not there.

It is also a word I know, and I intend on becoming even more intimately familiar with. Cause here is the kicker. I don't mind rejection. In certain situations, I kind of like it. Crave it, even. Take right now, for instance. The fact that I'm even sitting here typing this out is because I got rejected. This very evening! A client canceled, and here I am. Free to do as I please. All because I got rejected. Sweet.

It's probably a good thing I don't mind rejection, because I know for a fact that as soon as I attempt to get any work of literature published, I will be rejected constantly. But honestly, I'm a little excited.

Okay. Way excited. I actually plan on framing my first rejection letter. Because, come on, how cool is that??! A rejection letter, though it means I still don't have an agent, signifies that I have a finished book to be querying in the first place! And it can serve as motivation, to prove that oh-so-ignorant agent how wrong they were for rejecting me in the first place when I become a New York Times best selling author. I'm saying, it can happen.

Probably not.

But I will not be swayed! I am dedicted to my cause....

I hope I get a really awesome rejection letter. For example:

Dear Aspiring-but-obviously-doomed authors:

I have recieved your query letter, and read over your sample chapter. And there are a few things I want to address.

First, please never send me anything ever, ever again. I am currently nursing a migraine due to your utter lack of comprehension of the English language and your complete failure to communicate logical ideas.

I willl require you to reimburse me for the pain killers and cheap liquor that will soon send me into the soothing sleep of oblivion, that is far, far away from the craptastic load of horseshit you call your manuscript.

Yours truly,
Agent X

Of course, the odds that any self respecting agent would use the word "craptastic" in a rejection letter are slim.

But hey, a girl can dream.

Aha!

UPDATE: So, here is a funny thing. You know how I said that sometimes rejection isn't bitter? And I cited this evening as an example? Cause my client canceled? Yeah, well my other client no showed. So I sat, at NCO, for five and half hours. For nothing. ::sigh:: Stupid Karma.

So yes, sometimes rejection isn't bitter.

It was bitter tonight. But just a little.