Last week I talked about Stephen King’s experience with a teacher who made him feel ashamed of the stories he wrote, and how we need to find ways to turn the volume down on those voices. I thought of another example in my own writing life. I wrote To Serve and Protect for the SiWC writing contest. KC Dyer, the coordinator of the contest deemed it worthy of being a finalist. It didn’t win, but her words to me were: “I loved this story. Loved it.”
I kept submitting the story and nobody wanted to take it on. Then Colleen Anderson put out a call for submissions to an anthology she was editing… I think it was a Tesseracts antho, which Edge Publishing puts out each year. So I submitted To Serve and Protect. The rule of thumb is that the longer it takes to hear back, the more positive you should feel because it hasn’t been rejected right away. I waited and waited and tried not to think about it, but got more and more excited. The submission guidelines had said all writers would hear back by… whatever date, say, Feb. 28. Well it got to be that day or the day before, and I finally, finally received that rejection. I was so sad! But in the same letter, Colleen invited me to a party at her place, where I met a bunch of other cool writers. Colleen came up to me and told me she wanted to explain. She said she loved my story, but she had to cut just one more from her list for the anthology. She ultimately decided to cut mine, because it was a Science Fiction collection, and the only SciFi element of my story was that it was Alternate World. Everything else about it was regular, everyday life.
So, I didn’t feel bad about her decision, I felt great.
Then I submitted the story to another publication, and here’s where things went off the rails a little.
This editor from this publication, we will name them Jordan, had started a blog where they commented on their slush pile, that’s the pile of submissions that grows on an editor’s desk. I had read a few of these blog posts, and then this one caught my eye.
Jordan did not like To Serve and Protect AT ALL. I knew they were talking about my story because they quoted it, and talked about the subject matter. Jordan clearly took offense to this story, and made their thoughts very clear: quote “There are some things in life that you don’t deal with…” unquote in the way I wrote it.
That sounded a lot to me like a rule. It sounded to me like Jordan did not give me their permission to write that story. [It also sounded to me like I affected Jordan, and that, dear reader, is my job.]
The other thing that bothered me about this was that Jordan had not yet sent me a rejection, so to hear about it this way struck me as Not Cool.
The thing is, yet another thing Jordan said was “Maybe you can sell the story elsewhere.”
And now I come back to the volume on certain voices thing. Jordan’s voice *might* have been very loud indeed if I had not already heard KC and Colleen’s voices. But KC’s voice kept ringing in my ears: I loved this story. Loved it. And Colleen’s voice saying she really wanted to keep it, but had to cut one more story, and that my story just wasn’t quite Sci Fi enough for her.
I cranked their voices up, and dialled Jordan’s way back, except the part where they said, “Maybe you can sell the story elsewhere.” I had the courage to keep sending it out because of those louder voices, and yes, Jordan, I did indeed sell the story elsewhere.
And Brian Rathbone tweeted about this last week too, about how some people will like your work, and some people won’t, and that’s ok.