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Keep Mum!

Posted by K. S. Dearsley on Monday, September 5, 2016,
It's never a good idea to respond to rejections. By all means whip off a page of scathing comment if you've had one that you feel totally misses the point or that's full of spelling mistakes, but don't send it. I repeat: DON'T SEND IT! Of course, if you really think the editor's an uneducated moron you aren't going to submit anything else to them, so it won't matter–or will it? You have no way of knowing where that editor might move to in the future, or who they might tell now. You absolute...
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Feeling Rejected?

Posted by K. S. Dearsley on Thursday, July 16, 2015, In : Inspiration 
Nobody likes being rejected, but believe me, there's hardly a writer on the planet who hasn't had to cope with rejection from time to time, so if you want to be an author you'd better learn how to deal with it.
     There are usually three stages to coping with having the work that you've sweated and fretted over unceremoniously rejected. The first is distress or depression. You feel that your work, and therefore you, are useless, worthless, unlikable, talentless... the list of negatives you ...
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Keep on, Keeping on

Posted by K. S. Dearsley on Sunday, October 7, 2012,
Writers are lucky compared with those in most creative professions.  We don't have to wait for anyone to give us a job to keep working.  If actors are rejected at auditions they can't perform unless they want to declaim Shakespeare at the supermarket check-out.  Singers can practise in the bath, but their performances are ephemeral and gone forever along with the bathwater.  Artists can continue painting whether anyone buys their work or not, providing they have money for materials and enough...
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Don't Call Us...

Posted by K. S. Dearsley on Sunday, April 8, 2012,
I never thought I'd say this, but I miss old-fashioned rejection slips.  Most of the time they would be nothing more than an impersonal compliments slip, but at least I could put they to some other use.  I could scribble ideas for my next great work on the back of them, or shopping lists, or I could fold them into wads to stop cupboard doors swinging open, or to prop up table legs.  I could do origami with them, make paper planes, scribble doodles....  If they arrived on a bad day at least I ...
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About Me


My writing career began as a freelance feature writer for the local press, businesses and organisations. Now a prize-winning playwright and short story writer, my work has appeared in numerous publications on both sides of the Atlantic. I write as K. S. Dearsley because it saves having to keep repeating my forename, and specialise in fantasy and other speculative genres.

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