A Breath of Fresh Air
Feb. 13th, 2006 10:42 amI stepped outside this morning for a breath of fresh air. It wasn't my choice - I had to go to the supermarket to buy the makings of my lunch - but I ended up quite grateful for the experience. Who would have thought that simply walking across a near-deserted carpark at quarter to eight in the morning could have put me in such a positive frame of mind? There's just something about mornings: the freshness, the sense of promise, not to mention the general lack of people, crowds and the annoyance of work. The sun is rising, the air is clear and you could almost be the only person around for miles.
Even though I was enjoying the experience, I still wished I was walking across a paddock or down the street of a country town, rather than the carpark outside Safeway. How much more pleasant and inspiring would it have been to be surrounded by bush and grassland and the sound of birds, as opposed to asphalt and the sound of traffic passing by? You could almost say it was inspirational.
It's lucky I happened to be feeling so inspired, because my poor old nunnery story was rejected overnight. I'm amazed that it was so quick - amazed and grateful. It wasn't too bad a rejection. According to the two people who read it, the story had promise but it wasn't quite there. It might have been a short rejection, but it still managed to convey a wealth of constructive criticism and guidelines for future revisions. Thanks to my five minutes' exposure to the morning air, I'm full of ideas and enthusiasm about the story where I would normally have been moping around. I want to make it a little longer, to work on the ending (which was quite rightly judged to be too abrupt) and to choose one of the plots and stick with it, rather than overloading it with choice the way I have at present.
Who would have thought that one sentence in a rejection email could have inspired so many ideas for improvement?
Since it causes such a positive attitude towards failure, I'm thinking of taking up a habit of stepping outside every morning, even if it's just to poke my head outside and enjoy the fresh morning air. I fear a walk at this stage would be too much like effort.
Even though I was enjoying the experience, I still wished I was walking across a paddock or down the street of a country town, rather than the carpark outside Safeway. How much more pleasant and inspiring would it have been to be surrounded by bush and grassland and the sound of birds, as opposed to asphalt and the sound of traffic passing by? You could almost say it was inspirational.
It's lucky I happened to be feeling so inspired, because my poor old nunnery story was rejected overnight. I'm amazed that it was so quick - amazed and grateful. It wasn't too bad a rejection. According to the two people who read it, the story had promise but it wasn't quite there. It might have been a short rejection, but it still managed to convey a wealth of constructive criticism and guidelines for future revisions. Thanks to my five minutes' exposure to the morning air, I'm full of ideas and enthusiasm about the story where I would normally have been moping around. I want to make it a little longer, to work on the ending (which was quite rightly judged to be too abrupt) and to choose one of the plots and stick with it, rather than overloading it with choice the way I have at present.
Who would have thought that one sentence in a rejection email could have inspired so many ideas for improvement?
Since it causes such a positive attitude towards failure, I'm thinking of taking up a habit of stepping outside every morning, even if it's just to poke my head outside and enjoy the fresh morning air. I fear a walk at this stage would be too much like effort.
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on 2006-02-13 02:51 am (UTC)*makes note of it*
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on 2006-02-13 07:00 am (UTC)back to the post, there is something about mornings. I love them too, but i only sleep in the mornings, so i keep missing them. When i'm on camps i really love them. I'm always awake before dawn and so am able to watch the sunrise. I think it's one of the most spectacular events ever, much better than sunsets. Sitting out on a farm, my feet up before the fire and watching the sun rise over the hills... The air smells just right and the birds always sound beautiful. Even though i might not have had much sleep that night, i need those mornings, they help me through the day and recover from sleeping on a stretcher or on the ground.
So yes, totally agree!
and bugger about the story, but at least you're not trying to lock yourself in a cupboard over it
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on 2006-02-13 07:31 am (UTC)It's OK about the story - only one rejection from one submission. If there's anything I've learnt in the past year (vicariously, of course), it's that you don't give up until you've submitted your story to a dozen different places and been rejected. I take comfort in the fact that the rejections keep saying my stories have promise... just not at that particular market. And I really do want to do a LOT more work on the story, now that I know it has the afore-mentioned promise. :)
The thing with mornings is that they're much more solitary than nights. Even late at night, there are still people around. In the morning, you feel as though you have the world to yourself. 'Tis plendiferous indeed. :)
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on 2006-02-13 01:33 pm (UTC)I've promised myself that I'll gather at least 50 rejection letters this year. Meaning that I should actually send something out, whenever I grow a spine...
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on 2006-02-13 10:48 pm (UTC)I hadn't thought of setting myself a target. I'll race you to fifty rejections. :)
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on 2006-02-15 01:32 pm (UTC)Have you tried "Deep Magic"?
I'll race you to fifty rejections.
I'm up for it, but after Feb 22d. I'll be in hospital Monday through Wednesday and I still need to edit a couple of pieces.
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on 2006-02-14 01:57 am (UTC)I'm glad the rejection spurred inspiration (is that the right way of putting that?). Good luck with the story ^_^
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on 2006-02-14 09:30 am (UTC)Thanks for your good wishes on the story. I hope I can really make something of it. :)
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on 2006-02-14 09:24 am (UTC)That is too bad they didn't take your story. I'm so glad your not that upset and moping around, instead looking for ways to improve. Its GREAT!
If at first you don't succeed try try again! :)
*hugs* Elizabeth
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on 2006-02-15 02:53 am (UTC)VALENTINE'D!!
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on 2006-02-17 05:43 pm (UTC)~Kelly Parra
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