When we were on vacation we had the opportunity to go into New York for part of an afternoon. We had an hour and a half at MoMA and we saw everything (more or less at a run-don't tell my brother or his wife who are art experts/connoisseurs). As is sort of the theme of the week, I had yet another (not exactly earth shattering) epiphany. We're walking around, surrounded by "masterpieces" and I realized, again, that most of it left me feeling pretty underwhelmed.
Art isn't my thing. Modern art probably even less so. Were there things that drew me in? Absolutely. Were there pieces I loved? You bet. But were there also countless things I would not have identified in a lineup as art, let alone masterpieces? Oh hell yes. So that's about when it hit me. I read a lot about how subjective the writing world is. Does it help with rejection? Sure, a little. But walking around an entire museum dedicated to the best of the best and leaving many pieces with a shrug was the best way to drive home the idea of just how subjective things are.
Now, I am not by any stretch of my addled imagination comparing my writing to the works in the museum, but I can see agent after agent could pass on my book (as they have) but one, the right one, might love it. Because I would have passed on 99 percent of what was in that museum because I, you know, liked it just fine, but didn't, really love it. And that was my big ego stroking take away. Sure tons of people might be underwhelmed by my writing but that doesn't mean that someone might not love it. Someone might go, oh shit, this is just what I've always wanted to read.
So, I am giving myself the pep talk that if most of what I saw at MoMA at a dead run didn't grab me I shouldn't get so worked up about my little, non-masterpiece, of a book not grabbing someone too. Who cares if someone doesn't like it? That doesn't mean it's shit (the flip side is that it might actually be shit but this is a pep talk so try to ignore that). Don't listen to them, or me, or anyone who tells you that it sucks. They may just not be in for your lesbian romantic comedy type book. That's cool because someone (and maybe that someone is your wife) will love it. Just because one person says no doesn't mean someone else won't say yes. So that's my MoMA inspired pep talk about the subjective nature of art, writing, life and whatever else you want to pile in there. Go forth and write.