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Rejection notice

Way back in April I submitted a short story for consideration in an annually published anthology. Not only was editing down 18,000 words to 5,000 an exercise in both major and selective surgery, sending the story off was a huge risk. “What if I get told I’m not a good writer? Does that mean I have to stop?” and other pointless thoughts ran through my head as I dropped the envelope in the mail just in time to make the postmark deadline.

About a week after I sent off my little envelope I got a very nice acknowledgement e-mail. After that, I didn’t expect to get anything else. Truthfully, I didn’t expect to get selected for the anthology. And I didn’t. Around June 30th I got the following:

This email is to let you know that your story “In a Strange Land,” has not been chosen for Best Lesbian Erotica 2010.

Sometimes, a story can be worthy of publication and it doesn’t make the final roster for another reason: I might have received a large number of stories on a particular theme, or the work might be almost, but not quite there, and it needs another draft.

In other words, this is an “it’s not you, it’s me” email. And it’s no fun to get one of those, but don’t take it to heart (I know, it’s a rejection letter, and how can you not?) because the sheer number of manuscripts, as well as the quality and range of the work made it an extremely difficult, yet enjoyable task to winnow down the number to “Best Lesbian Erotica 2010.” Our judges commented on the quality of the work received, and spent considerable time choosing the final stories.

Submissions for BLE 2011 are open, and I hope to hear from you again.

As a “thank you” for your work and talent, Cleis Press would like to extend a 10% discount to you on copies of Best Lesbian Erotica 2010. [discount code info redacted; submit your own story and get rejected if you want a discount!]

I’ve enjoyed reading your work and wish you the best. Please keep writing.

Cordially,

Now, that last part about enjoying my work may be form letter bullshit but if it is, it’s certainly nice form letter bullshit.

I can’t decide if I want to try to submit this story to next year’s anthology, put it away, publish it on the fiction blog, or send it to another anthology’s open submission process. Whatever the case, I think this just proves that even a rejection can be encouraging.

Time vs. Money

In the work that I do I often get the question “Is it possible to….[fill in extraordinarily complicated idea here]” and depending upon the person asking the question sometimes I actually answer and sometimes I give them the standard, smart ass response: “With enough time and enough money, anything is possible.”

There is an axiom in my field that you can spend time or you can spend money but you can’t not spend both. I’ve talked a little bit about this before. In truth, much of life comes down to the time vs. money quandary.

Those of us not lucky enough to be born with trust funds are forced to trade our time and skills for money on a daily basis. The concept that we’re trading our time for their money is particularly easy to lose sight of if you’ve got an especially keen mind and an overactive work ethic. Your employer generally gets more work than is being paid for because you are driven to finish that project or to do better. This work ethic/desire/compulsion causes acute conflicts in situations where those making the decisions are making decisions that seem non-sensical and anti-thetical to things like an organization’s long-term health, simple, transparent business practices, basic human dignity in the work place. You end up having to remind yourself that they buy your time and if they want to use it stupidly, there’s not much you can do about it if the requests don’t violate your personal boundaries or morals.

Since, for most of us, our relationship with our employer boils down to an exchange of time for money, being given an opportunity to actively choose time or money is a strange, disorienting situation in which to find yourself. I was given just such an opportunity recently.

It turns out that the options for “voluntary measures” my company is offering included not only the ridiculous in concept and even more ridiculous in practice, “pay deferral:”

PAY DEFERRAL:

I am willing to have my pay reduced now with the understanding that I would be repaid by December 2009 provided funds are reasonably available at that time. I would agree to a deferral of: ” $______________ for the time period of ____________to ___________. I would like it to be a fixed amount per pay period, or ” ____day(s) of my salary per pay period.

[Notice how it doesn’t say what the repayment timeframe is if the funds aren’t “reasonably available” by December 2009?]

but also the slightly more reasonable option of “unpaid leave:”

UNPAID LEAVE:

I will take ______________days of unpaid leave (NOTE: you can’t use vacation time)

[Ah, the Naderfication of everything continues: Of course you can’t use vacation time; vacation time is paid leave.]

as well as the opportunity to give up our paltry, but “guaranteed” baseline yearly raise:

RAISES:

I will not take any raise for which I may be eligible from June 2009 – May 2010.

[My company doesn’t give raises based on merit as a rule. No, we give a small, but guaranteed “baseline” raise thereby institutionalizing mediocrity.]

If you look at this long enough, it appears as what it really is: an opportunity to trade money for time.

Not to whine about my job, but I am grossly overworked. Even without major projects I could easily work 50 hours a week every week without breaking a sweat. I serve upwards of 100 internal clients with no idea who is going to be requesting what on a daily basis, and, near as I can tell, I’m the only person in the organization who has to justify how I do my job to anyone who might have a criticism on a regular basis. I will also admit that I am, likely, the only one in the organization who has gotten the mythical merit increase in the past two years.

I sat down and I did the math. Giving up 12 days (that works out to a three day weekend every weekend between June 19th and September 4) works out to roughly slightly less than the raise I received last October. I figure I can live on last year’s salary for three months. So for me, giving up the money was worth getting the time.

My salary doesn't even appear on this bell graph.  That's sort of depressing.
My salary doesn't even appear on this bell graph. That's sort of depressing.

I also sat down and did some research and determined that if I’m going to get paid better in my next job, it might help if my title actually reflected my responsibilities: I traded this year’s baseline raise for a bump in title. It may seem silly now, but in a year or 18 months when I’m negotiating salary for a new job my new title will be worth $5,000 to $8,000 a year more in starting pay.

What’s most amusing about all of this is that in our discussion about my “voluntary measures” offer TemporaryBoss’ first question was “How will this affect work flow?” Clearly, they don’t recognize that they can have the time or the money, but not both.

“In this time of financial trouble…”

I’ve worked at non-profits of one flavor or another for over a decade now. Financial hardship and accounting and budgeting practices that would astound even the quants at AIG are commonplace so I’m rarely amazed at the monetary machinations around me. Right now, I find myself utterly stunned.

My connection to the grapevine is strong at work. My company is going to start doing “voluntary furloughs” in the next pay period. Except, management has no idea what “furlough” actually means.

What they mean is: You defer your salary per a written agreement until the “current financial difficulties” have passed and you keep working full time. Now, as much as I enjoy the tasks that I do at work and I like the people I work with, my relationship with my employer is basically transactional: I need something (money) and they need something (the skills I have + the time of the practitioner of those skills).

My first, gut reaction to this unreasonable request (seriously, is Visa going to “defer” charging me interest until later? I think not.) is to say “You don’t pay me; I don’t work.”

One of my co-workers says this isn’t the first time this has happened and that the last time it did everyone got paid back in full. And that’s fine and all, but something sticks.

If I didn’t need the money I wouldn’t go there every day. And yes, I could live on less than what I make, but that’s not the point. What shocks me is that Management would have the gall to say “Hey, we can’t pay you but give us your time and your skills and your smarts anyway!” That’s called volunteering not employment.

So while I am at the top end of the middle of the pay scale in my employer’s structure, I’m also a one-person department in a critical role: I will be one of the last people they layoff. I don’t want to be selfish – I’d be happy to take a “furlough Friday” every week this summer if that would help – but this time I don’t think I’m taking one for the team.

Resolutions revisited

Here is the thing I love about January: everyone tries to start out fresh. Some people really try. They try to form new habits – like working out more, being less stressed, meditating regularly, being kinder to their families or more involved in their communities – or break old ones – like quitting smoking, quitting drinking, quitting eating so much crap that isn’t good for the body.

Some people, like my friend B., always over do it. Two years ago his new year’s resolutions were: work out every day, quit smoking, and lose 25 pounds. That lasted about 8 days. I can’t remember if it was the going to the gym that went first or the smoking. Safe money is on the cancer sticks.

I too made resolutions for 2007 and before I make any for 2008 I’d like to look back and see how I did. To recap: In 2007 my resolutions were to:
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If not actually ironic at least amusingly incongruous

In some ways it shouldn’t be a surprise that the Phillies dropped game one of the NLDS. They break hearts almost as often as the Cubs.

What is worth noting with amusement is that they managed to clinch their division for the first time in over a decade in the same year the club hit the 10,000 losses mark.

This is why I love baseball.

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