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In Need Of Some Spirit Glue

Well, that was a spirit breaker.

I don’t know if you dudes have noticed, but I’m a bit of a writer. (Perhaps you’ve heard of a little thing called A Dude’s Guide to Babies: The New Dad’s Playbook?)

Having worked as a newspaper reporter for the first part of my professional career, I equate writing with getting paid. I’m also a bit old so I’m a bit of a traditionalist. That means I want to sell my stories and books to an actual publisher (like Barry and I did with A Dude’s Guide to Babies: The New Dad’s Playbook) and get paid for it that way. I’m not all that into self publishing, although I do see it as a perfectly valid form of expression. It’s just not for me right now.

Because of that, I can’t just write something and toss it out to the public. I have to sell my work to someone in a publishing house, which means I face a lot of rejection. Seriously, dudes, I’m talking a lot of rejection.

Heck, compared to the writing career, my success with the ladies in high school and college was legen. . . . dary. That’s the level of rejection I and most writers tend to get from the traditional publishers.

Lately, however, I’ve been feeling pretty good. My critique group seems to like the book I’m working on with them. I managed to crank out a good-sized YA book in a couple of weeks and actually liked the result. I’m halfway through a middle grades book and also feeling good about it.

However, on Tuesday evening, I received an email from one of the larger publishers telling me, in essence, thanks but no thanks. What’s different about this one is that I was able to get my book directly into the hands of someone who works there, who, in turn, gave it to an editor.

Being rejected this time feels a bit more . . . solid.

In my brain, I understand this rejection is no different from any other. I know in my brain that not every story is for every person and I only need to find the right agent or publisher and they’ll love my work.

But, just for now, I’m feeling a bit like I’ve been wasting my time trying to write. That what I’ve just produced won’t be read by anyone but me. That I’m not going to succeed, by any definition of success that means anything.

Please, understand I’m not looking for sympathy. I’ll probably get over it.

My issue right now is that I’m pretty open with my young dudes. They knew that I was submitting a book to this big publisher. I’m going to tell them I got rejected, but I also want them to see me taking it in stride.

I have to set the right kind of example. I need them to internalize the idea that one setback (or 12 setbacks) isn’t enough to make them quit. Will never make them quit. I need them to know that the only thing that can make them quit is inside them already and they have control over that.

But, right now. . . It’s hard to set that sort of example. Knowing you’re good enough to succeed is a bit easier than finding the folks who will agree with you and can help you achieve that.

So I think I’m going to take a bit of a breather, get myself together before telling them about this rejection. I need to get my head in the right place so they can see I remain hard at work, that I’m not going to let this minor roadblock stop me. That I fell, but only so that I could learn to get back up.

After all, Tempus sanat omnia vulnera.

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Rocket Man or Getting To Mars

by Richard

Okay, dudes, this will (hopefully, probably) be the last of these weeks where I’m headed into light-content mode because of all the editing I’m doing on the book, A Dude’s Guide to Babies. At least, I hope so.

I’ve got the final batch of edits from our editor sitting in the hopper of my in-box and I just need to go over them and then find a place for some various top-ten lists and other quizzes. And rewrite a submission for my fiction-writing group, and critique another writer’s submission, and keep up the work on overhauling an urban fantasy book I’m trying to finish and submit to publishers.

And keep up with work, the young dudes and She Who Must Be Catered To, Her Every Whim Obeyed.

Hmm. Maybe a couple more light weeks might not be such a bad idea.

Anyway, for today, I’m going to give you one last cool thing about going to Mars.

Check this out. It’s a lovely movie about how the rover got to Mars. It’s really, really cool.

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Wash It Away

by Richard

There’s some pretty heinous bills wending their way toward passage in the US House and Senate. Okay, sure, when aren’t there some heinous bills wending their way to passage there? It’s not a very nice place these days that’s for sure.

However, what I’m talking about in particular has some bad, bad news in them for dudes and dudettes like you.

I’m talking SOPA and PIPA.

Using the idea of online piracy, the US House and Senate are about to enact legislation that would allow Big Content, record companies, publishers, movie studios and the like, to control what you see or can access on the internet. How’s this for draconian?

Let’s say I link to a site because it’s got support for some argument I’m making. Unfortunately, what I didn’t know was that one time this site had published a link to a site that offered downloadable content that was in violation of copyright. Oops. Now the government can take the name of this site. I could go to jail. I would have to pay a fine. All sorts of bad stuff.

And that’s pretty much the least of these appalling acts.

I’m sorry, but no amount of piracy is worth the gag and filter these acts would put on the internet. This is just another step by the power-mongers in Congress to take complete control of yet one more aspect of our lives. Freedom of information is a powerful tool in the arsenal of a free citizenry. Without it, the Arab Spring wouldn’t have occurred.

Big Content haven’t just declared war on Boing Boing and Reddit and the rest of the “fun” Internet: they’ve declared war on every person who uses the net to publicize police brutality, every oppressed person in the Arab Springwho used the net to organize protests and publicize the blood spilled by their oppressors, every abused kid who used the net to reveal her father as a brutalizer of children, every gay kid who used the net to discover that life is worth living despite the torment she’s experiencing, every grassroots political campaigner who uses the net to make her community a better place — as well as the scientists who collaborate online, the rescue workers who coordinate online, the makers who trade tips online, the people with rare diseases who support each other online, and the independent creators who use the Internet to earn their livings.

The contempt for human rights on display with SOPA and PIPA is more than foolish. Foolishness can be excused. It’s more than greed. Greed is only to be expected. It is evil, and it must be fought.

That comes from Cory Doctorow, noted novelist and a blogger for boingboing.net. And he’s absolutely right.

It’s up to us to kill this bill because the congresscritters sure won’t, especially considering Big Content is all about giving each of the congresscritters some pretty substantial campaign contributions as long as SOPA and PIPA pass.

Do what you can. Call your legislators and demand they do not support these heinous bills.

In support of this anti-SOPA and anit-PIPA actions, this is the last you’ll see from us for a couple of days. We’re going dark tomorrow, as are various other sites, to simulate what would happen if these bills pass. So why not take the time you’d normally waste spend reading us, and use it to call your representative? That, at least, will be time well spent.

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