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I was nodding the whole time I read your reply. Rejections hurt. Some more than others, but you always should be open to hear what the editor or agent had to say. *that's the only reason why I toss forms. I should keep them for tax purposes though...*

Some of the best feedback I received came from rejections. The thing I look out for is what isn't working for this story and what am I doing across the board.

I lucked out when I first published. *I had only 2 (or 3?)rejections to my name when my first story got contracted.* Since I never seen a rejection before I was still hopeful after reading "Dear Author" not knowing about the mack truck coming straight for my hopes and dreams.

So, advice for form letters: just throw them away. Don't take them personally. Don't think she/he could have at least....Don't even start a thought that way. You'll drive yourself insane. There is no code ring for a form.

Here's how you know:

"Your project was not right for us."

"What doesn't work for one agent/publisher..."

"I wish you the best of luck..."

Honestly, once you read "Dear Author" just put the thing in the trash. *How do I know, you ask? I've been agent searching. They coined Form rejections.*

Now for anything else refer to Dee, because just like you I'm googling Personal Rejections Code Ring.

And sorry for taking over the thread. I had a $1.50 instead of .02 cents.

That can be said for any where you've lived for a long amount of time. It just starts to feel like you are seeing the samw people every day.

Well, I guess my knowledge of our fair citizens starts in church. My father is a preacher and I know people from having to see them every single Sunday(lets also include visiting churches and their folk). And then I went to Cooper. Then Fresno High. Then Edison. Fresno State and Fresno City College follows behind that.

And then I got knocked up by someone who literary knew every body and they mama. So, if I didn't know them per se they knew who I was. If I had a dollar for every time I heard, "Oh, you are such-n-such baby mama." I'd be able to write full-time.

Needless to say I'm for Birth Control.

TMI, possibly?

Anyway, I now reside on the Westside. It's definitely not as bad as it used to be. Even though I'm now a hermit I still hear, "Ain't you such-n-such baby mama....."

Might have darts where Fresno is then.

And interesting. I never thought of Fresno that way. I guess I've been here so long everyone seems to know everybody. If you didn't go to school with someone then you know someone who did. Hmm. Something to chew on.

No way. I never get to go out in public in PJs. (I always hear my mother's voice. "You did what?")

 Anyway, I wasn't born in Fresno, but I grew up there and still currently residing in the Boondocks. We think we are a big city, but we ain't there yet. It's just comforting to know someone else knows this ink spot on the map.

About the P.J. party. I'm packing and thought to myself, "I should buy some new P.J.s."

More details like where?

 Also, a year late: Dee, you know of Fresno, CA?

Congrats!!!

To give hugs. Rs suck big time, but with each one your skin gets a little tougher and those ones with feedback become golden.

 Update:

1 rejection on partial

1 rejection on query

1 request for full: priceless

Lastly *coughcan'twaitfornational's!cough*

 

I was at last year's party and it was really fun. I have to agree, you lack snootiness when you are in your jammies.