As you know, I'm married now. But it just so happens that marriage does not scare away all rejection forever. Married people still face rejection in buckets although Single people don't always realize this. And for this reason, I drag myself to the computer to tell you whenever I've had a manuscript rejected.
Today I had a manuscript rejected.
This morning's rejection was a particularly ill-timed one, I must say, although that isn't anybody's fault. And the reasons for the rejection were understandable, although by the moral criteria of the editors, almost everything by Graham Greene, Evelyn Waugh and Muriel Spark, plus a good chunk of Morley Callaghan and Piers Paul Read also would have been rejected. This makes me feel better and worse by turns.
Anyway, I carried a printed copy of manuscript to Mass in a yellow bag with "Papal Visit to the UK Pilgrim Pack" (a yellow bag) written on it and sent it off to the next name on my list.
The only way to deal with rejection is to keep on going.