I received my first rejection letter today! It seems I am now a real writer. I think I am going to create a wall/bulletin board in our office with the rejection letters/notes.
It actually is a stretch to call it a letter. Apparently, even a rejection letter is too much work for publishers today. It is a slip of paper measuring about 2 x 4" - thrust into my self-addressed, stamped envelope and sent on its way back home. This particular slip of paper thanks me for submitting my manuscript. Whoa Nelly! Manuscript? A mere 3 poems? Why thank you, but you really DO go on!
I'm ready to submit to the next one. Perhaps I'll get a real letter next time. All I know is that if I hadn't submitted my poems for consideration I wouldn't have gotten the rejection letter. And it feels damn good. I'm actually taking my writing seriously and flailing in the wind, but at least I'm flailing!