I've been AWOL as a blogger for a few days. I admit it's not because I"m uber writing (tho' I have finished a lot of work this week). And I wasn't just driving DH to his Physical Therapy or on little tours of the area (tho' that did occur). Nope. Truth is I usually write my blog at night, but the Olympics has overtaken my blogging.
I love watching the Olympic Games. I especially love watching the Winter Olympics because I grew up in Northern Canada. Now I'm not talking Toronto or Vancouver, I'm talking NORTH of the 55th parallel. I'm talking just shy of the where the tree line ends. I'm talking MUSKEG, MOOSE and ICE FISHING north (yes I have been ice fishing and I know how to filet a pike).
But that's not why I watch the Winter Olympics. Not totally. I love the stories that are unfolding. Some tragic. Some triumphant. Some inspirational. Some bitter. Some must plain fiun!
There are people who have trained for years who are going for the GOLD. Some are reaching their pinnacle. Some are getting silvers or bronzes. Many are not medal contenders, but they are there and they are part of the experience.
ATTITUDE WHEN YOU WIN OR LOSE OR PLACE MAKES A DIFFERENCE. I've seen this with the winners, close seconds, losers and winners who have to explain to the world why the person placing second isn't an a**. And I've seen that person do it with the same dignity as the person who placed fourth in the world and be glad to be part of the experience.
Imagine going for the GOLD. Taste it. Want it? Think GOLDEN HEART. It's the GOLD for unpublished romance writers. Wow. What a great heady feeling to go for it. God knows I'm in it for the GOLD. But I might not achieve my standard. My goal might turn to ash on March 25th. Aack.
Then what? Well, I keep going back to my 2009 experience. I did not final in the GOLDEN HEART. I didn't make it into the top 1/3. It stunk to not final. Really it did. But oh well, I didn't. I could have curled up into a ball and died and given up, but I didn't. (did I mention that I also got my first ever root canal the day I didn't final? Felt about the same--bloody painful).
Nope. I sucked it up. I focused on improving my writing and moving forward. I entered into the MAGGIES. I went to Nationals and pitched the same story and it was requested. Woohoo. Right? Well. Sort of. The story finaled in the MAGGIES. But the agent and editor rejected the full and partial requested at Nationals.
Being rejected sucks.
But then I have more than one story. I have more than one place to pitch right? Unlike some Athletes who have trained for years, who still might not make it despite all their training, I get way more chances than they do to final in my event. I get dozens and dozens of chances.
Think about this. We have the opportunity to try and fail and try and fail without having the world watch us. Think about the courage these athletes have in the Olympics. And when you watch them, be grateful. We get to try and fail without the weight of the world or our country watching us.
So the next time you get a rejection or a no or you're struggling with your story, remember that person who fell just before reaching the finish line on the downhill or at the end of the skating program. And tuck your courage into your brain and move forward. I guarantee you that's what most of these athletes are doing.