“After the Final No…” Some thoughts on rejection

Wednesday, August 6, 2014

I have a line from a Wallace Stevens poem framed in my office. Here’s why I love Stevens (1879-1955): the guy was a lawyer, toiling away most of his life in the executive offices of the Hartford insurance company. And yet on his way to and from work each day, and maybe on his coffee breaks, he wrote what he called “the supreme fiction”– poetry. And not just sentimental little…