Dealing with Writer’s Rejection

Rejection, rejection, rejection, you would think that I would have a solid grasp on managing it by now but like everything else I will have to develop that particular skill a bit more.

I have failed more than most at life’s little game of success and failure; however, regardless of how many times I am rejected, I never get used to it, and it is always painfully soul crushing. Writing is the only activity that I have not given up on, Career, and Relationships of course are now beyond my ability in which to participate but writing, although I came to it late, is still a possibility.

 

My current rejection rate stands between 31% with approx. 30 more queries to submit and 47% over a three-year period. At some point, I will have to switch to self-publishing but I not ready for that yet.

 

The Environmental Wars
8/1/2018 Sent To be Sent
Number of queries 73 73 0
Rejections 28
Percentage 38.36%
Outstanding 45 61.64%
Antebellum
1/1/2019
Number of queries 83 83 0
Rejections 39
Percentage 46.99%
Outstanding 44 53.01%
The Voyages
9/1/2019 Sent To be Sent
Number of queries 85 116 31
Rejections 26
Percentage 30.59%
Outstanding 59 69.41%
Average Rejection Rate 38.64%
Average Response Rate 61.36%

 

 

“The Bulletproof Writer: How To Deal With Rejection”, “The Creative Penn”, “By Joanna Penn”, “30 March 2017”. < https://www.thecreativepenn.com/2017/03/30/bulletproof-writer/ >

A Thought Guide to 2020

As I drift through the early stages of the 2020 election cycle, pondering my choices for the highest office in the Land, I would like to share a few initial thoughts.
 
I watched an interview on CNN with Peter Buttigieg, I was impressed with his calm and thoughtful demeanor, this is a brilliant man, and a stark contrast to the quasi-literate demagogue we currently have leading the Nation.
Were I to vote for him in 2020, assuming he wins the nomination, I would certainly have expunged the last vestiges of any lingering homophobia in my heart, perhaps that is reason enough to vote for Mayor Pete.
 
Another, more disturbing issue I have been pondering of late is our commonly held belief in our right to behave like anarchists. I freely admit to advocating for lawless behavior on occasion, “Rise Up or Die!” ~ Chris Hedges, being one of my most frequent posts. While I still believe in activism, it must be tempered by the Rule of Law – “the restriction of the arbitrary exercise of power by subordinating it to well-defined and established laws.”
One cannot rationalize the destruction of property, theft, or violence because of your personal belief that you hold the moral high ground, regardless of how romantic that might sound.
For example:
One should not think (even in one’s private thoughts,)
“I’m a Jew, my people have been persecuted; therefore, I have the moral integrity to choose which laws to obey or disobey.”
“I’m an environmentalist, I protect the planet; therefore, I can trample and destroy the property of others.”
“I am a Black person, I have been oppressed; therefore, I can kill any member of Law Enforcement because they have murdered my people.”
“I am a privileged White person, I am afraid and angry because my way of life is eroding and I do not know what to do about it; therefore, I can carry out domestic acts of terrorism.”
“I am a billionaire, I have the right to amass more-more than I need or could possibly use in one lifetime.”
 
The list is long, I could go on but you get the idea.
 
What is perfectly appropriate to think and act; however, is “how I can connect with other like-minded individuals and peacefully demonstrate, march, write, or speak for the ideas and Ideals that I believe.”
 
Sure, many things in the US are wrong, and need to change, should change, and hopefully, if we work together they will change. Now is the time to do our homework, vet our candidates for the Party and persons running to lead our Nation. Now, more than ever, it is our duty to adhere to the Rule of Law.
 
Thank you for your time.

Without Rhyme or Reason

I keep walking from room to room through my three room condo, looking for my inner brick to throw, or my inner Dromio to pose a question to; I do things that are necessary but without any clear rhyme or reason.

 
“There are many shades in the danger of adventures and gales, and it is only now and then that there appears on the face of facts a sinister violence of intention- that indefinable something which forces it upon the mind and the heart of a man, that this complication of accidents or these elemental furies are coming at him with a purpose of malice, with a strength beyond control, with an unbridled cruelty that means to tear out of him his hope and his fear, the pain of his fatigue and his longing for rest: which means to smash, to destroy, to annihilate all he has seen, known, loved, enjoyed, or hated; all that is priceless and necessary- the sunshine, the memories, the future,- which means to sweep the whole precious world utterly away from his sight by the simple and appalling act of taking his life.” ~ Joseph Conrad, Lord Jim (No one writes like this any more and more is the pity for that.)
 
“Was there ever any man thus beaten out of season, When in the why and the wherefore is neither rhyme nor reason?” ~ Dromio, The Comedy Of Errors Act 2, Scene 2

Parental Expectation

I was born in the spring and beloved of my mother.

She had great faith in me, her only child.

She held immense expectations for me, my life, and certain it would be better than hers,

My mother would proudly proclaim, “My Son!”

I was told that I held great potential,

My educators were far less enthusiastic; I was born with a congenital flaw you see.

I began to doubt my dame’s belief in me, along with my own,

nevertheless, life went on.

Achievement was a myth, a cruel lie, never coming to fruition.

Mediocrity was my greatest accomplishment; I reveled in it.

‘Not to be’ became my sad lament.

Then I found myself with a woman and called it_ LOVE.

Today my greatest triumphs are my two daughters.

I am careful not to set the bar too high for them, let it be if it is to be.

The drop is deep and painful when you reach the bottom.

“My daughters!” They are the best of me.

Immigration

Featured image from – Kim Kyung-Hoon/Reuters

Immigration is the issue that both Political Parties had hoped to ignore until it went away, well that did not work out, did it. Enter malignant narcissist Donald J Trump and his Right-wing ideologue and anti-immigrant mouthpiece Stephen Miller. Their response to Refugees seeking asylum along the US southern border, “Go away, we do not want you!”

Lovely, this is as inhumane as it gets.

Europe has dealt humanely with the emigrants from the Middle East wars; did the US really think that we would be spared? At some point in the near future, the refugees from civil conflict, war, or climate disruption will overwhelm our border systems with or without a stupid vanity wall.
Perhaps it would be wiser if we dealt with the root causes that are forcing these people out of their homelands instead of vilifying a group of desperate people seeking refuge.
“If we desire respect for the law, we must first make the law respectable.” ~ Louis D. Brandeis
“If the machine of government is of such a nature that it requires you to be the agent of injustice to another, then, I say, break the law.” ~ Henry David Thoreau
How can someone like Trump and his republican enablers hope to enact immigration reform unilaterally when they have demonstrated a total lack of respect for our existing legal system?
“For years, both political parties have tried — and failed — to overhaul the nation’s immigration laws, mindful that someday the government would reach a breaking point.
That moment has arrived. The country is now unable to provide either the necessary humanitarian relief for desperate migrants or even basic controls on the number and nature of who is entering the United States.”
“The U.S. Immigration System May Have Reached a Breaking Point”, :For years, there have been warnings that America’s immigration system was going to fail. That time may be now.”, “The New York Times”, “By Michael D. Shear, Miriam Jordan and Manny Fernandez”, “10 April 2019”. < https://www.nytimes.com/2019/04/10/us/immigration-border-mexico.html >
There is no crisis on our southern border, it is a fabrication created in the mind of a madman.
“National emergency: Is there a crisis on the US-Mexico border?”, “BBC”, “by Micah Luxen, Jessica Lussenhop and Rajini Vaidyanathan”, “15 February 2019”. < https://www.bbc.com/news/world-us-canada-44319094 >

 

Whom to vote for in 2020?

Yes, I am a Socialist, pure and unadulterated; if I were elected to Congress, I would be in favor of every Progressive initiative so far suggested.

  • Single Payer Health Care because a healthy Nation is a productive one. Check
  • Free College Tuition because our young people are our best resource and profiting off their education is criminal and uncivilized. Check
  • Basic Guaranteed Income because people who are secure are more productive. Check
  • A Green New Deal because destroying our ecosystem is not a viable long or short-term option; it is just stupid. Check

Fortunately, or not, I am not a member of Congress; I am just a little damaged guy with one vote, wondering for whom I should cast that one vote.

 

Murrumph Aeyerrrm, whom to pick? A neo-liberal Democrat retread or one of the shiny new comers? I never heard of Obama, until Oprah introduced him, and he worked out OK!

The question and the major detraction, of course, is “How to pay for it all?” Therefore, should I pick a moral pragmatist instead of a Progressive visionary to battle the Trump? Because that is the overriding criteria, whom can make DJT a one term President?

However, let me ask you this, where would we be if President Roosevelt acted pragmatically during the Great Depression of the 1930’s instead of ethically and with compassion?

The Democrats under FDR spent liberally to pull us back from the brink and still had enough money to successfully fight and win the Second World War. So excuse me if I am mildly dubious of fiscal conservatives crying poor mouth, especially when Republicans, those champions of Deficit Reduction, recently gave $1.3 – $1.9 Trillion in Tax cuts to the wealthiest families and corporations in the US without much concern for incurring hyperinflation.

The US uses a Fiat Currency.

“Fiat money is a currency without intrinsic value that has been established as money, often by government regulation. Fiat money does not have use value, and has value only because a government maintains its value, or because parties engaging in exchange agree on its value.” < Goldberg, Dror (2005). “Famous Myths of “Fiat Money””. Journal of Money, Credit and Banking. 37 (5): 957–967. >

 

Whom to vote for in 2020, I still do not know.

A Social Democrat with loads of progressive ideas

OR

A retread middle of the road Democrat? Perhaps one of the newbies possessed of abundant charisma and energy but short on experience?

 

I do not know; thankfully, I have until Tuesday, March 3, 2020 to decide.

< https://www.uspresidentialelectionnews.com/2020-presidential-primary-schedule-calendar/ >

 

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Do we always lose what we love, or is it just me?

Is it part of human nature to lose what one loves or have I just been singled out for this particular curse?

I have observed many happy couples who have overcome life’s vicissitudes and remained pair bonded, or what passes for marital bliss well into their golden years; therefore, I know that it is possible. Unfortunately, for me, if I love it_ I lose it.

“There is some kind of a sweet innocence in being human- in not having to be just happy or just sad- in the nature of being able to be both broken and whole, at the same time.” ~ C. JoyBell C.

I loved deeply when I was a younger man a most beautiful young woman and my first real love. I lost her to the malfunctioning of my damaged brain; it would not be the last time that this cruel defect of birth would interfere with my rosy envisioned destiny.

Maybe my destiny is to walk the final miles alone, although, that hardly seems fair. Apparently, there is no justice in this world. It is difficult to process the emotions of loss, strange because you would think that I would be really, really good at it by now but no; it never gets easy. The scars are always fresh, just waiting to be reopened anew.