Friday Fun: Reflections on Rejection

5 things a rejection letter can never take from me

Looking back on where you’ve come is important for seeing where you’re heading. For a writer, that means experiencing a fair share of rejection. Although no one ever wants to receive the dreaded letter, it can teach valuable lessons. I remember receiving a very rude rejection letter and the power I allowed it to have on me. I never wanted to feel that way again, so I came up with a list of what that rejection letter cannot take from me. I posted the list on my bulletin board to serve as a reminder when future rejection threatens my attitude (because rejection letters are part of the package of being a writer!):

1) My accomplishment. I wrote, revised and completed a book (or an article) that expressed my heart. Many writers (even those with far more talent than I) have that same intention but not the ability to follow-through and finish.

2) My self-esteem. A standardized form letter informing me that my work isn’t good enough is not worth taking seriously as an assessment of my talent. (And most rejection letters really are “canned” responses to effectively end conversation about that particular project.)

3) My calling. Writing has been given to me as a call from the Lord.

4) My clear vision. I refuse to allow that letter to minimize my successes and magnify my failures.

5) My hope. And the determination to try again.

Please feel free to add on!

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Suzanne Woods Fisher writes bestselling, award winning fiction and non-fiction books about the Old Order Amish for Revell Books. Her interest in the Plain People began with her Old Order German Baptist grandfather, raised in Franklin County, Pennsylvania. Suzanne's app, Amish Wisdom, delivers a daily Amish proverb to your phone or iPad. She writes a bi-monthly column for Christian Post and Cooking & Such magazine. She lives with her family in California and raises puppies for Guide Dogs for the Blind. To Suzanne's way of thinking, you can't take life too seriously when a puppy is running through your house with someone's underwear in its mouth.

Comments

  1. Ane Mulligan says:

    Early in my career, I learned each rejection was a stepping stone to publishing, so I amassed all I could! LOL But because of that wonderful person who told me that, I never let them bother me too much. I figured each rejection put me one step closer. And when I stopped getting form rejections and started getting personal notes, some with suggestions and others with a simple “not quite right for us”, I knew I was on the way. ;o)

  2. lorrie says:

    When I am feeling dejected or defeated, I remind myself that God has another goal in mind that I cannot clearly see. It is so hard to think beyond the immediate to the long-term at (emotionally or physically) painful moments. I fail at it but I use the reminders about God’s plan once I realize that wallowing, never helped me.

  3. Linda McFarland says:

    Good attitude Suzanne and I like you list…can apply to all of us. I just remember I’m a child of the King and start to count my blessings. Thanks for the great post to get me thinking about all I have to be grateful for! Linda

  4. Becky says:

    Like Linda, I remind myself that I am the daughter of the King. He loves me and will never leave me no matter who rejects me. Then I like to sing the lyrics to the song Forever or How He Loves.

  5. Lisa Watson says:

    When I feel defeated and dejected I remind myself that I am loved. Maybe not by the person whose actions led to my feeling that way, but there are plenty of other people whom love me.