Last week, I got a rejection for one of my poems. It was a piece of writing that poured from my heart. When the notice arrived, I was reminded of this Stephen King quote:
“By the time I was fourteen, the nail in my wall would no longer support the weight of the rejection slips impaled upon it. I replaced the nail with a spike and kept on writing.”
This rings so true for me, as I believe much of being a writer—and being successful, in general—depends on how we manage rejection and failure. When I first started putting my work out there, a rejection used to disappoint, but now it’s grist for the wrist (as one of my old professors used to say). It simply means I’m writing. And must continue working hard.