My writing life has gone weird again, folks. It was just a matter of time before the odd stuff started occurring again.
This is where you all groan and quickly move across to the next blog on your reading list.
Over the course of this year I have been devouring articles on the subject of asking the universe for guidance. Readers, I don’t know why I developed this strange reading habit.
Actually, if I am honest 2017 has been full of creative surprises, both good and bad. At times I have felt a bit lost and in need of some sort of spiritual guidance to validate whether I was on the right path or any literary path for that matter!
Anyway after months of deliberating whether or not to ask the universe for a sign about my writing future, I decided to bite the bullet and seek its help.
Given that nearly all the articles, blogs and books on the subject spoke about how a ‘little wink from the universe can be extremely comforting,‘ you could say I was naively thinking the sign would be positive.
A bit of background. In the summer I sent out a few query letters about a novel I had written. This autumn has been mostly spent daydreaming and watching my email box like a hawk. Up until last week I had heard nothing.
So, last week I decided to do things properly and write out my question to the universe.
At the start of the week I sat in a coffee shop and did just that. I asked for a sign regarding my writing future.
I always like to go OTT on requests for help so I gave the universe a long-winded side of A4 on the ‘story so far’ with my literary career. I said any help or comforting winks it could give would be much appreciated.
I sat back, sipped on my cappuccino and said, “wink away, my big friend!”
Within 2.5 hrs (the universe does not beat around on stuff like this) I had a literary rejection ping into my email inbox.
I shrugged off the rejection (its B.A.U for the unpublished writer) and put the event down to coincidence. This has nothing to do with the universe, I told myself.
Three days later I decided to ask the universe for another sign regarding my writing. Obviously my earlier attempt had been a weird coincidence and the universe was either busy that day or had forgotten my request.
Once again I wrote another question on a piece of paper, requesting a sign. Once again I gave it a detailed account of the story so far, in case it had mislaid my previous submission.
3 hours and 20 mins later I had another literary rejection ping into my inbox.
An hour later I received a third rejection.
Can I just say, the universe’s response time is faster than some well-known large retail brands. Seriously, these retail brands need to read this post and take note on the speedy response times of this mighty spiritual force.
This time I did shed a few tears, although they were more about the universe’s choice of sign, than the actual rejections.
Where was my comforting wink?
After a bar of chocolate, a large glass of wine, a good old bitch about the universe (who the hell does this mighty spiritual power think it is showering me with rejections?) and a slushy romcom I felt a lot better.
So, what does this all mean?
Is the universe trying to tell me something?
Well, I have decided to view this strange situation in a positive light, because I’m not quitting writing.
Cue my next post titled ‘I told the universe I was not quitting writing and I got hit by a bolt of lightening for not listening!’
The universe could be nudging me in a different direction.
At the moment it’s not entirely clear what that different direction is, but I have a list drawn up of potential options:
- Send out to different literary gatekeepers?
- Revise my draft and send out?
- Work on something else?
- Do something completely different?
The mighty universe could be stating the obvious – a writer’s life is full of rejection.
I believe rejections are a sign I am putting my work out there. There are thousands of people who dream about writing a novel but never start it. There are thousands who start one and never finish it and there are thousands who write one but never send it out. I am ahead of all these dreamers. I am out there and getting rejections so in the universe’s eyes I am on the right track.
You will be glad to know I have thrown myself into a comedy script writing competition which has has been like a creative tonic.
I have also decided to have a break from asking the universe anything as I think it might be a little grumpy 🙂
So, the moral of this tale is; be prepared for ALL answers when you ask the universe for help or guidance.
Take care, writers!