The anger has passed. I'm quick that way. Feel the emotion, get it out, get it over with and move on. Five stages of grief in two days. Works for me. I mean, it's not like my cat died or anything.
Now, there are those of you who probably cringed that I wrote that post at all. We've all heard that were not supposed to bitch about our rejections online. It'll kill the deal, or some such nonsense. :shrug: I figure letting it out and dealing with it is the best way to move on from it. That I choose the blogosphere? Well, this is my outlet. I don't have people offline that I talk to other than family, and while my daughter, my mother and my husband are all sympathetic, they don't write so they don't get it. You people here - you get it.
I say, don't bottle this crap up. If you're angry, say "I'm angry". Admit it. Don't belabor the point. Don't make a whole big show of it by blowing the whole thing into a shitstorm of epic proportions. Just admit you're pissed and then move on. I wrote that post and then settled in to work on research so I can start querying again. Drained that big, puss-filled abscess of anger and then got back to work.
That's my process. Them what don't like it or understand it? Well, I can't help them. I can only do what I do.
Of course, I was in the middle of doing actual work when weird and draining life stuff hit, but there's no help for that. I did actually get two queries out before the avalanche of crap overwhelmed me and I went to go read. (Reading = the solution to overwhelming crap avalanches.)
And today? Well, today will be a better day. I will do some more research and send some more queries. I will write more than the piddlin' 400 words I got out yesterday before I sought solace in a book. And if it all gets overwhelming again, maybe I'll go into the woods and saw some more dead wood. If and when we ever get a wood stove, the stuff to burn will be cut into nice sections.
What's on your plate today? And are you someone who lets the emotions out or are you a bottler?