The Best Revenge (2)

Today’s story is about not getting even.

I’ve had good reason for mulling this over.

Revenge is pointless because what’s been damaged — almost always in a relationship of some kind — is damaged for good. Anything new that grows in its place will not replace what’s lost. If it weren’t so, there’s be no vengeful impulse, no grief or outrage — or, in my case, no disgust, frustration and annoyance.

On the list of grievances that might upend a writer, I do not include rejected manuscripts. Not at all, because the editor who turns you down at least signals respect for your work by taking the time to read it. With that in mind, I’d been given more than a little respect from the press which published my manuscript A Gardener On The Moon —  named by them as co-winner of the 2010 Ken Klonsky Novella Contest. It was a delight to work with a small but cosmopolitan publisher. Sure they’d be happy to read another submission, I recently offered them a second novella manuscript and was asked to submit a query letter first. When they’d published me already? Odd, I thought. The query was turned down. “Too many authors, not enough spots,” said the email. (Gone are the days when award-winning authors were prized by their publishers!) When I inquired further, they told me they were not reviewing any new manuscripts until September 2012 and were booked up until 2013.  Then why did you tell me you’d consider my query? I queried.

The answer was obvious. Knowing the quality of my work, these individuals chose to waste my time with a fishing expedition. She writes well. Let’s see if the proposal is sexy enough to bump its way into the lineup. I guess it wasn’t.

This publisher’s backlist features no second-timers; odd in dollars-and-cents terms if you think of writers as financial investments, some of which might pay off as their works are added to the list. More to the point, there are those of us who still believe that writing forges relationships, that our fellow professionals ought to be courteous enough to respect our time and interested enough in new work to develop the writers they’ve already published. Not so — and the indifference stings.

In Helen Prejean’s book Dead Man Walking (on which the film was based), she discusses a man whose loved one was murdered and who then witnessed the execution of the killer. The man said afterwards that it wasn’t enough; he couldn’t get past the insult, he wanted to see the man die over and over. Eventually, he came to terms with an anguish far greater than any I could imagine.

I find hope in his difficult change of heart.

Living is the best revenge, the saying goes.

Along with writing.

Words stitch up the careless rents in our human cloth. They can’t mend what’s unravelled, but they grant a kind of mysterious grace. They restore our sense of dignity as only the truth can.

So that is my story.

The work goes on.

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2 responses to “The Best Revenge (2)

  1. I agree with you, Carole, that it is not the rejection itself that is so upsetting but the waste of time often involved in the ms. submission process. A number of years ago, a publisher (who shall remain unnamed) hung onto a poetry ms. of mine for THREE YEARS all the while dangling the carrot of possible publication. In the end, the ms. was rejected.

  2. I’m glad you’ve since found a publisher!!

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