How many times do we discount ourselves because we worry we're not smart enough,
or talented enough,
or pretty enough,
or young enough,
or old enough,
or thin enough,
or rich enough,
or funny enough,
or tall enough,
or short enough,
or fast enough,
or hip enough,
or white enough,
or ethnic enough,
or interesting enough to deserve a yes?
Obviously rejection sucks.* No one likes to be told "no" when they're hoping for a "yes". Rejection is inevitable in all facets of life, and especially so in the writing business, but it shouldn't have the power to make us believe we lack enough of something to someday deserve an enthusiastic yes.
Such a simple shift in the paradigm -- Why not me?
Heh. I say they're lucky to get us.
How do you deal with rejection? Accept it and move on? Get angry? Cry in your beer? Shake your head knowing someone just missed out on a great opportunity by telling you no?
*This post brought to you as I begin girding my loins in preparation to query my latest project.
**Title of post is a saying most often attributed to Adam Savage. .