By Mark Antony Rossi
There’s a good chance I’m one of the only editor in chief’s who upon chance of a poem in my newsfeed will offer that poet an opportunity to be published in my major online literary journal: Ariel Chart.
Lo and behold I was not prepared for the majority of these poets declining the offer. The reasons I list truly stagger my mind:
- I don’t have to worry about rejection.
- Not obligated to read anyone’s stuff.
- Like the instant feedback of FB.
I must question how much technology had eaten into work ethic and general human values. The writer needs rejection. Rejection improves writing by causing the writer to revaluate their material, their approach, their very purpose to compose a set of words.
Without rejection writing doesn’t grow. It remains a stillbirth only your loved ones cast compliments towards but you know the ugly face of failure frozen in time will not ever see the light of a new day. Growth is painful but necessary to withstand Life’s dark drama and the diabolical daggers that follow a few footsteps behind.
For those who can’t face rejection I say writing is not for you. Join the post office it’s relatively safe and predictable. And if you really think posting a poem on a Facebook page is publishing and its “instant” feedback is literary criticism — you dwell on a planet far different than Earth. Because here on Earth gravity holds our rash impulses down just long enough for our brains to engage reality.
I won’t go as far as saying those who conduct themselves in this manner are not writers. That’s a bit extreme. Writing and publicly displaying the work is actually taking place. However; your fullest potential will never be reached. If you choose to leap over challenges you choose immaturity as your standard operating procedure. You choose to skip writing credits gathered for recognition, both personally and professionally, and aim for immediate gratification.
This above all is destined to confine a writer to the prison of undeveloped personality. Inside that gloomy prison such constraints shackle the soul and set free an unchecked ego running rampant talking to itself. And never reaching the next level of creativity.
About the Author: Mark Antony Rossi is a poet, playwright and author of the bioethics volume “Dark Tech” now available from Amazon. His most recent plays have been produced in Liverpool and New York.