top of page

R.J's Posts

Search
  • R.J Dyson

Rejection Today...

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.

Recent Posts

See All

Floods change things. They change the landscape. They alter the shape and movement of the river. They redesign the riverbanks. They dig in deep and they deposit sediments and debris in odd places. Flo

I'm not in on the whole "the clothes make the man" deal, but I get it. I have not and cannot engage in a coaching session in my pjs, even over the phone. And when it comes to my writing blocks, alone

I have a small yard. And that's a bit of an understatement. And in my yard, along the back property line, is a small crab apple tree next to a giant maple. As deciduous trees do in Ohio each fall, the

bottom of page