What Really Happened

I’m unbelievably stoked to have sold a story. Like, over not just the moon, but the entire damn galaxy. I wouldn’t be here if Literally Stories or trampset hadn’t given my start. Literally Stories has been amazing, and their first acceptance came when I stood on the brink with that little voice of doubt screaming just give up, you’re not good enough. Which was after enough rejections to fill a dump truck. They are an amazing online site, which you should check out as soon as you’re done reading this.

And Metaphorosis-their editor Morris Allen said in his first response I won’t take it as is, but if you’re interested in revising and rewriting, shoot me an email and we’ll talk.

I did, rewrote, and he emailed me back he was afraid the story had gotten a bit muddled. Which I think was a really nice way of saying- man, you really fucked that up. But he still gave me another chance to rewrite again. His third response was that I had done substantially better. The fourth version turned into a sale.

My first story ‘Family Traditions’ appeared online February 21st. I’ve had 8 stories released since then, with ‘Memory Drive’ coming out late May at Literally Stories and ‘Nobody’s Daughter and the Tree of Life’ in June by Metaphorosis.

The successes are the highest of highs. But what I fail to mention is that I average about 10 rejections for every story. So, ten stories accepted? ONE HUNDRED REJECTIONS IN FOUR MONTHS. That’s a lot of rejection. Everyone says it’s not personal-and it’s not. Just like when you interview for a job and aren’t selected. Imagine one hundred interviews. Ninety people telling you that yes you’re good! You’re qualified! But not right for us. It’s the same as our taste in reading material. You might be the greatest writer of all time but if your cover has a bodice being ripped open, I’ll never know that. The writing can be good, the story great, but it’s not for me.

How do I deal with rejection?

Get sad, get over it. Google the magazine and their rejection letters. Attempt to dissect whether this is a tiered rejection if it’s a form rejection. Personal rejection? Even better. I’ve been so lucky to have personal rejections that tell me what worked and what didn’t. The same editor who bought this story once sent me a rejection that said the story idea was good, but portions were overwritten and overly dramatic. Guess what? I wrote cleaner, better prose and tried again.

My first rejection today was in my inbox when I woke up. CC Finlay and the Magazine of Fantasy of Science Fiction have rejected me 6 times. Today, he said ‘but there’s some good writing here.’ That means, to me, try again. Do better. Write clearer. Edit more.

What happened was not that I sat down, wrote a story, and sold it.

What happened was I wrote a bunch of crap stories, then some better ones, then finally started sending them out. A hundred times.

I’m very lucky to be gifted with a stubborn streak. As most of you know.

It happened!

Today I sold my first story. I earned my first pay for writing. I was so lucky to work with Morris Allen at Metaphorosis Magazine who edited and showed me how to craft a big handful of raw material into a beautiful creation. Milestone!!!!

Ugly by L’Erin Ogle

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The muses are beautiful, but dangerous.

They are kept in silk lined stalls.

They have a very short life expectancy.  Two days from the time the first stitch is placed, because without food and water the skin dries up and shrivels, hanging too loose on the body to properly ink.

They are all silent, in honor of the very first mute muse, the first muse to become a book.  The thing is, no one even remembers the poems or title.  They only know the legend of the mute muse.

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