Panic—we’ve all been there. We all know the rush of adrenalin
surging through our bodies. Fear, insecurity, or lack of confidence over something
we have to accomplish—a meeting at work, a new project to complete, a
presentation to make, a race to run, a final draft emailed to an editor, a job
interview, or how about a blind date. Wow. Sixty and dating? (That’s a subject
for another post.)
When confronted with one of these scenarios a voice plays in our
heads (remember that voice that sounds like our own?) Anyway, that voice tells
us we have good reason to be afraid. The last interview we had we failed to get
the job. The last manuscript we sent was rejected. The recent presentation we
made fell flat. So how do we control the panic?
Analyze the rejection or “the pass” as they say in the publishing
world. What did the potential employer or the editor see in me or in my writing
that I haven’t noticed before? What can I do to improve? It’s much easier to blame the interviewer or
the editor and say they didn’t “get” me, or they didn’t see the value of my
contribution, or my work. It’s their loss. If you view the rejection in that
light, it’s easy to stay stuck in the moment and feel resentful, which takes a
lot of energy that could be used to learn something new.
Last September I received passes from two big publishers within
days of each other. My immediate reaction was to blow it off and blame them for
not taking my work seriously. Then after the initial hurt passed, I went to
work analyzing their comments to determine what I could do to address their
concerns, not for resubmission but for future submissions. What’s the point of
falling short of a goal if you don’t learn something about yourself? It’s not easy, but it’s necessary if you want to reach the next goal you set.
My ankle is still swollen from my fall the other day, and I won’t
be able to log the miles I need. Panic could easily set in, but I choose not to
let it, at least for today, and I can’t worry about tomorrow until it gets here. Then I’ll have another choice to make. I hope it's not to worry about tomorrow.
Happy writing and running, Kathy
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