Are you watching the Summer Olympic Games? I don't usually watch sports of any kind on TV, but I always find myself watching as many of the Olympic competitions as I can. Of course I root for the American athletes but I find myself rooting for the athletes who have overcome obstacles to just make it to the games. I find them so inspiring.
Saturday night an Irish gymnast was profiled during the games. He is only the second Irish male gymnast to ever go to the Olympic Games to represent his country. He suffered numerous injuries from a concussion, torn ACLs, torn achillies tendon, a broken leg and more over the years. He also didn't have the monetary backing that most of the athletes he was competing against have. He had to finance his dream with bake sales, raffles, and other money raising events. Even though he knew he didn't have a chance to medal, he took to the mat and did his floor exercise to the best of his ability and was thrilled with his performance despite a few bobbles here and there. I found myself so inspired by his drive and dedication and his attitude.
How many of us do something other than write when we have time we could devote to writing our manuscripts or working on our craft? How dedicated and determined do we remain when we receive rejections or bad reviews? How many of us get down on ourselves because our sales aren't where we'd
like them to be, or because we aren't on this or that best seller list,
or don't publish with the big 6 in NYC? Do you keep writing, keep trying day after day?
I know there are days when I'd rather do anything than sit in front of the laptop and pour my heart and soul into my characters when I'm not certain they will find readers who will love them like I do. I know that after I've had a rough day at work, the last thing I want to do is come home and work at my second job as a writer. Yet, when I think of that gymnast and all the setbacks he suffered and he still didn't give up on his dream of making it to the Olympics, it helps me put things into perspective and my fingers back on the keyboard.
Showing posts with label Rejection. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rejection. Show all posts
Monday, July 30, 2012
The Summer Olympics
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Friday, June 8, 2012
What I Know For Sure...
It's hard to put yourself out there when you're not sure of your reception. I'm not just talking about writing or putting that 400 page manuscript you've sweated blood and tears over but taking a risk in anything.
I'm not a risk taker by nature. Actually, I'm kind of shy. I don't like crowds or groups of people that number more than 10 especially if I only know one or two of those people or worse, that I don't know anyone. So while I have a friend who has bungee jumped and wants to go para-sailing and on a storm chasing vacation hunting down tornadoes, I'm no adventurer. I'm too worried about getting hurt.
And maybe that's the reason I'm not a risk taker. When taking a risk, it doesn't necessarily mean doing something I consider dangerous but putting yourself out there in another form such as asking someone out on a date (and no, I don't plan on asking anyone out), sending off that manuscript even though you're afraid of receiving a rejection letter. I'm too worried about getting hurt either physically or emotionally.
But I started taking that step outside my comfort zone yesterday. I crossed my fingers and took a leap into the unknown. I'm worried, a little scared of the reaction I'm going to get, but you know what...part of me is really happy I'm doing this. Part of me is hopeful things will turn out so much better than I'm expecting. And if it does turn out badly, I can be proud that I'm not hiding behind my fear of what others will think, say, or do any longer. Go, me.
I'm not a risk taker by nature. Actually, I'm kind of shy. I don't like crowds or groups of people that number more than 10 especially if I only know one or two of those people or worse, that I don't know anyone. So while I have a friend who has bungee jumped and wants to go para-sailing and on a storm chasing vacation hunting down tornadoes, I'm no adventurer. I'm too worried about getting hurt.
And maybe that's the reason I'm not a risk taker. When taking a risk, it doesn't necessarily mean doing something I consider dangerous but putting yourself out there in another form such as asking someone out on a date (and no, I don't plan on asking anyone out), sending off that manuscript even though you're afraid of receiving a rejection letter. I'm too worried about getting hurt either physically or emotionally.
But I started taking that step outside my comfort zone yesterday. I crossed my fingers and took a leap into the unknown. I'm worried, a little scared of the reaction I'm going to get, but you know what...part of me is really happy I'm doing this. Part of me is hopeful things will turn out so much better than I'm expecting. And if it does turn out badly, I can be proud that I'm not hiding behind my fear of what others will think, say, or do any longer. Go, me.
Friday, September 23, 2011
This I Know For Sure...
Rejection in any form can break your heart.
Katherine
Katherine
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