A friend of mine from a writing list just had her manuscript accepted by her editor and then rejected by the editor’s boss. She asked how the rest of us handled these sort of emotional setbacks. This was my advice:
I go for lots of chocolate. (Does that surprise anybody?) Then I think about the movie, Happy Feet. Apparently somebody okayed that movie–which in case you haven’t seen it, and I don’t know anyone who saw it and liked it–is about a tap dancing penguin who is ostracized because he can’t sing, and tap dancing is weird. (Well you can’t blame the penguins for thinking that actually.)
So he goes off in search of aliens to find out the reason why the fish population is decreasing, he’s captured and put in a zoo, then released when the general public finds out he can tap dance (as opposed to selling him to the circus which is what would really happen.)
He teaches the rest of the penguin population to dance and this somehow means that people get the message to stop fishing and leave more food for the penguins. They didn’t really go into the logistics as to how people deduced the meaning of this message. (Maybe they saw the penguins and thought, “Ugh! Massive tap dancing! Somehow I just lost my appetite for eating fish!”)
After thinking about Happy Feet for a few minutes, it makes me realize that perhaps those Big Wigs upstairs okaying and vetoing stories really don’t know what they’re doing.
So don’t worry about it. Someone else will love your story.
Janette, who hardly ever eats fish so can’t be held responsible for starving penguins.