I had another migraine yesterday. My husband said that they often come in pairs, a week or two apart. This one was about a week and a day apart. Despite that, I got a little bit of busywork done. I’m preparing for the Litfest by coming up with questions that I believe I may get asked. I don’t live in Southern California anymore, but most of my life was spent there, so of course it has influenced my writing and my work as a whole.
Rejections: I’ve gotten several. Two pretty bad ones from Tin House and Indiana Review for an essay titled, “Exhumation.” I know it is not a bad essay. I know it did not deserve that kind of rejection, but it’s really true what they say–it’s so subjective. Case in point, I received a rejection from Open Spaces Quarterly for another essay and was told that it was really good, and had I tried Tin House or Glimmer Train? Yes, I have, countless times that I have run out of stories to submit. Maybe they are looking for names–not stories. I also received another rejection from Slice. I have not resubmitted to any of these places yet. I want to re-evaluate my work. Has it reached that level yet? Or is it truly just subjective, and what I write will NEVER get in there?
It has been almost two weeks since I have worked on Amit’s Ability. It makes me sad, but a friend who knows what I’m going through told me that I need to be gentle with myself. Along with the migraines, I am going through some health issues (without getting too personal), which have left me fatigued and winded. I am told things will improve in a few weeks. As my symptoms abate, I am hoping to return to my writing and finish the novel. I also owe Aqueous Books some publicity materials for my short story collection. Right now, my focus is to stay on top of my email, update my blog, and maintain my commitments (signings/readings) without falling into deep water. More on this specific topic later…
Growing up in a very strong Indian household, I was raised with die-hard work ethics and a lust for perfection. I struggle with rejections and setbacks like anyone else, perhaps even more deeply than most because of my background. My siblings are accomplished individuals; I was the youngest, and often compared to the older ones and was told that I never measured up. This unfortunate principle underlies most everything I do, and it has been a process from childhood of undoing this mental damage. Working hard can be great, and you achieve a lot, but when you face obstacles/challenges, it is much better to deal with them positively then to deal with them negatively by berating yourself. It only stifles the creative process. It hurts the soul.
So the last month has been a real eye-opener for me. I had not realized how much I put myself down when I don’t get things done in the way that I would like, and I need to stop that. I need to focus on what I can do, what I have already done, and when I feel better, what I am able to do. Life is too short to mistreat yourself.
So for now, instead of worrying that I am going to turn this computer off and not do any more work today, I am going to focus on spending some time meditating, thinking warm thoughts, and infusing myself with positive energy. And watch some mindless TV.