Ever since Ive learned how to submit something dear to me for another persons consideration, Ive learned the pain of rejection. I think I learned what unrequited love felt like the same year I submitted a story for a local anthology (Silverfish New Writing, the first volume). Rejection does funny things to you. I cant write at all, Id think, theres something deeply wrong with me -- and then in the next few minutes Id be sick with anger and jealousy. What does he see in her? Im clearly more deserving of attention (he referring to the editor, and her to the writers who got in). With some years of experience you learn to tame those feelings, but anything fueled with love never stops hurting. After many years of polishing up and brushing up all this and that, I thought Id finally gotten things right, have finally gotten better. When MH370 disappeared I learned that I was rejected again. I spent the night at Starbucks smoking my first cigarettes in years, stubbing them out on the metal alfresco tables because Id forgotten to grab an ashtray. Sometimes though, you do get lucky. (I got lucky.) Here is Fixi Novos official announcement for KL Noir: Yellow. Online sales starting tomorrow, 20th of October. Official launch at Kinokuniya on the 29th. (Thank you Amir Muhammad, thank you Kris Williamson, for this.)
Posted on: Wed, 15 Oct 2014 03:38:37 +0000
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