Samara O'Shea

Archive for July, 2007

No Irish Need Apply

Tuesday, July 24th, 2007

Ah, the art of rejection. It takes a great wordsmith to say “Thanks but no thanks” or “Fuck off” with propriety and eloquence. It also takes a good sport to develop a sense of humor about being rejected. The mastermind behind Literary Rejections on Display has done just that. He was kind enough to stop by my site the other day and I gladly send you to his. Visit if you’re ever feeling professionally rejected and want to know you’re not alone, or if you happen to have a rejection letter that needs to be hung out to dry on the Internet, or you’re just scouring for the right words to blatantly reject someone with. Beware! If you hang out at Literary Rejections long enough you might start to think being rejected is cooler than being accepted. Case in point: I had completely forgotten about this rejection letter I received from The New Yorker a few years back. As a young college lassie I was foolish enough to send them some poetry. Now I proudly display the rejection I most certainly deserved (click on image to read).

New Yorker

I couldn’t have said it better myself!

Handwriting of Those Long Gone

Wednesday, July 11th, 2007

I was at a wedding this past weekend and ended up speaking with a friend of a friend about my book. Toward the tail end of the conversation he said, “Isn’t it sad how our handwriting has suffered greatly because no one writes letters anymore.” Although, I purport there have been a great many losses as a result of lack of letters in today’s world, but I don’t think handwriting is one of them. I tried to explain to him that Poe had horrible handwriting and when I see scans of his letters online I am grateful that I’m not the one who had to transcribe them. He was still skeptical saying, “I’m not so sure about that. . .” Low and behold! Robert Fisk of The Independent comes to my rescue today in an amusing piece about the horrible handwriting of those who have gone before. Today’s lesson: Don’t be embarrased by your penmanship—write letters anyway. Someone will take the time to transcribe them someday.