I have stopped counting the number of rejections I have received concerning my memoir, Move With Purpose: A Female Memoir of the Power of Pain, Perspective and Place. Some of the rejections were beyond stupid, “Who would want to read this? We already know the bomb did not explode”. If this “argument” actually held weight, the “History” and “Biography,” well perhaps even the whole damn “Non-Fiction” categories would not exist at all!
Then, there is the highly irritating, “This did not resonate with me” line. I hate that word, “resonate”. I just picture a room filled with Cubicle Dads (you know, khaki pants, colored shirts, expensive shoes just waiting to make T-Times) and Sheath dressed women, all saying, “This doesn’t resonate with me” in chorus. Oooow…maybe I have the makings of a great Broadway musical beginning with that image and that chorus! (That’ll be next on my things to write)
Then, there was the “Perhaps if your character were to suffer, say, a shark attack, it would be more intriguing for the reader.” What?????? Why does a woman have to have a limb severed for her coming-of-age story to matter. All a boy/man has to do is show up with a well worn baseball glove and we are all over it as “a nostalgic look back at a simpler time” and it becomes a NY Times bestseller.
I am a tell-it-like-is writer. You want flowery writing, go somewhere else. You’ll never find it here. But see, the world doesn’t like that in women. We’re viewed as “Too Blunt” or far worse. I really don’t care at this point in life.
This is my place to: introduce you to books I have either written, and/or am writing, my photographs and other art, my link to our ETSY site (where we sell dried herbs and art) and all things fabulous.
Today, I begin…inspired by my daughter, who at 21 is putting herself out there in the world. Time for me to do the same. Oh, and as for the “No More Begging,” I am DONE begging Literary Agents, Publishing Houses etc…to accept me. I am forming my own club. Fabulous people are all included. Mean people, are not. Too bad, so sad. You want in? Stop being mean. It’s that simple and the world be a happier place for your transformation.
Keep being fabulous, Mary!
Maybe if you included a story about a rabid squirrel attacking you, the publishers would be more interested. Ha! You go, Murro!