Today I received a rejection letter from the Steve Laube Agency for a manuscript I had worked on for nearly two years.
Turns out my manuscript was lost for several months in the wrong pile within his office. He was "mortified" to discover this lost book, even a book he would reject. He offered advice, a word of praise and even challenged me to engage some new areas of writing. Helpful and encouraging rejection.
Most author's books are rejected.
Most songwriter's songs are rejected.
Most movie pitches' and design ideas are rejected.
Rejection stinks. But rejection is a great way to remind ourselves that we're in the game. That we're out there boldly pitching our best. That it's a great opportunity to reflect on what was rejected.
The thing is, I wasn't rejected. Steve Laube doesn't know me. My work and my limited platform were rejected. It's not personal, it's potential. Potential to take advice and grow. Potential to create options. Potential to try again later. There's a whole box of potential waiting to be tapped within rejection.
When was the last time you were rejected? What's stopping you from going for another? Find your circle, mourn rejection, be encouraged and go for the goal one more time. Come one, let's do it!
Thanks Steve Laube, I appreciate your rejection... mostly.