Emily Dickenson may have been of the opinion that “Success is counted sweetest by those who ne’er succeed.” But she only submitted her poetry to The Atlantic Monthly once. After her first rejection, she never tried again. A few of her poems were published in her lifetime, but only because her friends wanted to see them published. But today’s success is pretty sweet: my agent was pleased with all those changes that I made last fall! In fact, that chapter that didn’t want to be written must have worked because her only requests for clarifications were on another matter entirely.