Heartening
I’ve been aiming a little “higher” in regards to places to send my poetry. Sending it to places that pay, mostly (honestly, how else would I rank magazines? I’m not sure. Plenty of “little” mags, not paying, have work that I adore). So it’s been rough going–rejections, rejections, long stretches of waiting and rejections.
I got a nice one today, from Andromeda Spaceways:
Now, this shows promise, but there are structural problems. The triplet form doesn’t work the way it’s laid out. I’d like to see a rewrite where the form is not so rigidly controlled, but for now, no.
The poem in question is a loose terza rima so I’m not sure that I want to abandon the format, but they might be right–my poems have generally become sort-of rigid in certain ways over the last few years and relaxing that might be the way to go. I’ll sit on it (Potsie). But still, some good news–even amidst bad news–is heartening.
Phoebe
Phoebe is a 20-something writer who lives in New York State with her husband and cat. She is a dork, not a geek or a nerd.
Her debut novel, Starglass, will be released from Simon and Schuster Books for Young Readers in Summer 2013.
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Congrats, Phoebes. When they take the time to tell you "almost," you've made an impression, and that's really something.In Stephen King's memoir, he writes about a similar experience. After beginning to wallpaper his bathroom with rejection slips, he got an encouraging rejection, and it made him feel pretty damn good about keeping on. Now look where he is.