Writing is a solitary, insular experience. For those of us driven to get our fiction published, we want to share what has been created within our minds and driven by our souls. It’s the ultimate form of connection. Why else write fiction?
Yet getting short stories published in literary journals takes an enormous amount of persistence. I’ve heard at numerous conferences over the years that getting published requires a certain discipline: the ability to take numerous, countless rejection letters and turn them into motivators not assassins. Grow elephant skin, in other words.
So when a story finally gets accepted, writers – ironically – have a hard time finding the words to describe their feelings. After that initial exuberance, of course, trepidation brings us back to reality. How will it be received? What if everyone hates it?
Finally we decide, who cares? As a writer, you must live with rejection and criticism. If you want easy acceptance, other professions offer a much easier route.
For this posting, I am giving you the link to my latest published short story, “Move As A Fish Swimming” in the Maple Tree Literary Supplement. The setting for this story is Hanoi, Vietnam. If you decide to read it, please leave me your honest feedback. Remember, I have elephant skin.
Also check out the editorial by journal editor Amatoritsero Ede. He rallies for a mature, mystical understanding of the afterlife rather than the Hallmark version (my words, not his).
Link to editorial: http://www.mtls.ca/issue14/editorial/
Ede also interviews Yann Martel, author of Life of Pi in this issue. Martel tells Ede his thoughts about seeing his eponymous book made into a movie. My favorite quote from this interview is: “Art, like living itself, can teach us to live.”
I couldn’t agree more – in regards to both the writer and the reader.
Link to interview: http://www.mtls.ca/issue14/roundtable/