Rejection and Tom Waits

In his weekly 24 update, he added some damn good lyrics by Tom Waits that I think perfectly fit this time in USA history.

I finally realized that I should be submitting articles, and have just begun. As I have never really submitted before I love each personalized rejection. Might feel different in a couple of months, but…

Oh, when I was published I was a freelance staff reporter. Try explaining that job title, I never have.

But it did mean I was published frequently, untli I left the freelance staff reporter whatever to blog because I was having massive dental work done and didn’t feel like explaining it to my editor.

So I talked about it on my blog, that I had begun to see unedited words in print, constantly. For the first ten months or so nobody in my real life knew that I had a blog. Life was easier then. I also went hog wild crazy because nobody said “this doesn’t fit,” or “what?”

Writing articles to sell, even if they are rejected, spurs my book writing along because I’m just a fool for writing. As I’m always one to sweat the small stuff, I began, my I really need to be published mania, at the top. This ensures that I don’t sweat the small stuff because they reject 99.99% of all submissions.

It’s weird. I can take the smallest thing personally, but writing rejection, never. Just writing structured articles makes me want to continue my books. I think I was born to write because I take rejection so well.

I did take the horrible comments that I used to get personally as they had nothing to do with my writing and everything to do with my morals, my life, my politics, the city that I live in and were damn nasty.

The right wing showed their strength a few weeks ago when they essentially had Edwards fire bloggers. Yes, they quit after being publicly hung out. I’m scared of the radical right and their power. It’s something we should all remember and work against.

No one group has the right to censor another in the USA. They tried to censor the blogosphere, now they’re trying to censor Democratic campaigns. We showed our strength in the blogging world, now it’s time to tell right wing people they have no business in campaigns that aren’t theirs. I could go on about this subject forever and will have fresher things to say soon. I’m just angry in a rather relaxed manner, for me.

I know many people who don’t like Tom Waits. Something to do with his gruff voice. The best concert or show of any kind I have ever seen was a Tom Waits concert where he was on stage for three hours. It was a religious experience.

If you know me and know the title to this song, you know I make the absolute worst puns ever. And am proud of them. Maybe. The lyrics are below the “more.”

Tom Waits - God`s Away On Business Lyrics

I’d sell your heart to the junkman baby
For a buck, for a buck
If you’re
looking for someone
to pull you out of that ditch
You’re out of luck,
you’re out of luck

The ship is sinking
The ship is sinking
The
ship is sinking
There’s leak, there’s a leak,
in the boiler room
The
poor, the lame, the blind
Who ore the ones that we kept in
charge
Killers, thieves, and lawyers

God’s Away, God’s away
God’s
away on Business. Business. God’s Away,
God’s Away God’s Away on Business.
Business.

Digging up the dead with
a shovel and a pick
It’s a job,
it’s a job
Bloody moon rising with
a plague and a flood
Join the mob,
join the mob
It’s all over. It’s all over, It’s all over
There’s a leak,
there’s a leak,
in the boiler room
The poor, the lame, the blind
Who
are the ones that we kept in charge?
Killers, thieves, and lawyers
God’s
away. God’s away, God’s away
On Business. Business.
God’s away, God’s
away. God’s away
On Business.

Instrumental Break
Goddamn there’s
always such
a big temptation
To be good, To be good
There’s always
free cheddar in
a mousetrap, baby
It’s a deal, it’s a deal
God’s away,
God’s away, God’s away
On Business. Business.
I narrow my eyes like a
coin slot baby,
Let her ring, let her ring
God’s Away, God’s
Away
God’s Away on Business.
Business……….