Playwright at Work
That time of year is upon us. Yes, Rejection Season. I mean, Acceptance Season. Inevitably, a lot of the opportunities we pursue are not going to pan out. A couple of things I had my heart set on won’t happen. A theater I thought my work was just perfect for will not only reject me, but will announce a wonderful new initiative they’re launching with someone thoroughly not me. I will question my judgement. I will suspect that everyone else got the secret memo while I blunder around in the dark. My attitude will start to suck. And then I’ll get a grip, regroup, and push on. Because I have the persistence of a weed.
This year, I think I’ll put my “it’s always the new year somewhere” knowledge to good use and really reset. Norooz, the Persian New Year, rolls around on Saturday, March 21st this year. And doesn’t this look like a lovely place to celebrate and regroup?
When the baklava has been digested and I’ve made up my mind about cardamon tea (do I like it or is it just weird?), I will get back to sharing my work, sending it out, offering it up, spreading it around, and trying not to have a submission strategy that sucks. Let me know your regroup strategies. We can all use an arsenal of those.