hey Veeky Forums,
how many rejection letters have you gotten so far? I've gotten eight so far. At least the letters are getting more personalized. One was even from an editor who told me which of my poems he liked. One letter said my language was beautiful but comes off as pretentious without a story to back it up.
Been popping oxycodone and drinking nyquil, so I expect I'm depressed, but I've been compiling my poems again to resend to other magazines.
How do you deal with rejection?
DUDE
People still writes poems in 2016? And worse, there are people who reads poem made in 2016? Damn.
At least you've mustered the courage to send your shit in rather than leaving it rotting in an infinitely expanding "needs-more-editing" pile.
Yeah, but my classmate (who I attended poetry class with) already had a poem submitted in our university's magazine for undergraduates. I got nothing to my name despite praise from my professors who forget me after a semester.
yeah?
Post some stuff OP.
Well one of my submission was a flash fiction piece.
God, I think my liver is failing.
Have you ever stopped to think that you're still in college and have a leg up on a lot of the competition? You said editors are telling you they like some of your material. How old are you?
This is a part of a longer poem:
5. Moment of Human Connection
Desertscapes and
starry-arrayed vistas.
On a mountain before the horizon burns
a solitary fire staring out, far away up high.
In a day I reach the precipice,
and cradle the night-cold pile of ash.
I just graduated with my bachelors in English so I'm 22 (23 this month). I guess you're right, but I feel so pressured to justify my life choice.
This is another which my professors hate.
Internet Porn
There's a camera inside
a woman's ass, and to her face
is a TV screen
revealing all
as she cries, because
inside her are eels.
Baby eels, like worms,
but actually like tadpoles.
Squirming inside and she
watches as a turkey baster
floods her colon, and
a few eels shoot out.
"My shame," she says.
"I shouldn't have quit the salon."
You've got time. I'm 26 and I've been trying since I was 19. Most I've gotten out of it is a prize from some no-name defunct website's poetry contest and a few "whoa this is good" from friends/family that I'm not sure were entirely genuine.
Post some of your poetry. My biggest regrets are not reading what my peers wrote. I tended to keep my self in books and my own writings.
Harvard, but I'm /Princeton/ now.
Poetry is dead m8. It's the literary equivalent of painting landscapes. Get with the times.
screenshot of my flash fiction rejection letter
>words often got in the way of telling an engaging story
>READING FOR PLOT
REEEEEE
Final stanza feels like a Kafka round. I like the rest but the second line feels a little redundant.
>Amanda
Disregard it.
what would you suggest for the second line? Just more direct?
>it ends up feeling like showing off
lmoa you got called out
at least you the have courage to start a "needs-more-editing" pile rather than just leaving it to rapidly dissipate in your brain
lukewarm imagery with a vague notion of dejection is not interesting enough to make a poem
try writing an occasional poem in meter
also you might want to consider Coleridge's advice about avoiding double epithets (but don't take it TOO seriously)
living proof that you should ignore Veeky Forums if you want to learn how to write
zero. i submitted a spec script to a studio and they didn't even have the decency to tell me to kick rocks.
kill yourself
8
I gave up almost a year ago.
>sacrificing your artistic vision so you can subject yourself to the power of the publisher
pathetic
Pathetic mindset.
I write for myself. I do not write for others. I was not born to appease others either. Why anyone would write for anyone but themselves is a fool who only seeks validation.
> Thinking art ever had integrity and hasn't been created and exploited to accrue capital for centuries
Sentimental faggot, art is a commodity.
>muh style