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Should I Laugh in the Face of Rejection?
Kathryn Stockett spoke to a standing room only crowd in a huge church sanctuary because there wasn’t enough room anywhere else in Dallas for her rock-star crowd. We were totally with her when she began reading from a pile of rejection letters. She named names, and what could we do but laugh at the stupidity of the agents and editors who rejected THE HELP. We loved imagining how they must be kicking themselves, no longer able to trust their judgment, mortified and embarrassed before the entire literary world.
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Tagged Cindy Jones, Kathryn Stockett, My Jane Austen Summer, Rejection, The Help
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Writers’ Houses
Rebecca Reynolds is a museum education consultant in the UK
Guest Post
by Rebecca Reynolds
In her book The Silent Woman: Sylvia Plath and Ted Hughes, Janet Malcolm talks about reading a biography of Plath by Anne Stevenson. Malcolm found that the quotations from Plath’s poetry in the book spoke more strongly than the biographical part: ‘the voices began to take over the book and to speak to the reader over the biographer’s head. They whispered “Listen to me, not to her. I am authentic.”’
Jane Austen and Lord Byron Spar–in my Office
Previously Published April 4, 2012 | 
on Austen Authors
My office has become rather crowded lately. On the day my agent told me I needed a better title for my new novel, the banter had reached such a level I could not hear myself think. Some of my imaginary friends would have to go–but which? Jane Austen has been around ever since I began writing My Jane Austen Summer. She was present for the endless rewrites, editorial submission, and the launch. Byron, Shelley, and Keats arrived the day I began writing the new novel. We’d been busy working for the past three years, puzzling out scenes and dialogue for their cameo appearances. But once the new novel was finished–(except for the title)–the Romantic Poets became idle–which is not a good thing. Shelley plays with the faucets in my bathroom. Jane Austen has been teaching Keats to cough into his sleeve which makes a mess. And Byron is Byron.
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Tagged Cindy Jones, Jane Austen, Keats, Lord Byron, Mahler, Shelley
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