In the basement of our Highland neighborhood house at 29th and Wyandot Street some years ago we found a few mementos of someone we never knew. Her name was Mary E. Horlbeck, and she appears (as far as we can tell) to have been a writer and possibly a proprietor of a diner in Edgewater (called Mary and Al’s). The following images come from a scrapbook she kept regarding her professional writing career between 1933 and 1937 – it document rejection letters she received from magazines all around the country.
In the scrapbook we found 138 rejection letters, all carefully glued in place, with the name of the story she had submitted written on them and occasionally a date. Over the years she authored and submitted many dozens of stories (with titles like Tomato Red, The Blessed Latticed Gate, Rake-Off, Rapture More Golden, and The Flesh Is Weak) to publications including Modern Romance, Harper’s, The Atlantic, Delineator, and Red Book and many others.
For some years, apparently, she never had a story published, though she did publish a few stories eventually after the scrapbook was all full up. We found four acceptance letters thrown in to the scrapbook loosely; for one story, she received forty-five dollars, fifty for another. A third said that she would have to wait till later to get paid, and the fourth said that she was the winner of tenth place in the Writer’s Digest short story contest.
The 1930’s were a tough time in Denver, around the country, and worldwide. This scrapbook is a testament to one person’s willingness to continue to pursue her dreams.
In 1994 I began sending my own packets to New York publishers and art directors to see if I could work as an illustrator. I had begun to compile my own book of rejection letters when we found this in our basement. It was a great read and made me feel that I had a companion in my campaign.
The book has a great object quality about it too. Even thought this was in a scrapbook I don’t think that this was a sentimental book for her, I think this is how she kept track of what she sent to whom.
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Thanks for posting these letters. I’m glad Mary Horlbeck kept this scrapbook. I felt much empathy with her struggle as a writer.
How touching this scrapbook is! It makes you wonder about her – why was the scrapbook left behind? Did she have a family? Did her family know she was an aspiring writer? A great piece!
Mary Lou Egan
Wonderful! Would love to see more scans!
mary was my grandmother. man to find this is enormous. how do i find more out about this scrapbook. she had a daughter named Jacqueline, my mother, she passed away 2 years ago. my grandma did indeed publish many short stories under a pen name, i was talking to my wife today about it and she told me to google the name and pow right in the eye this site came up
we did indeed live on 29th and wyandot, and my mom worked at the dog house bar on west 33rd owned by frank falbo. i would sure like to find out more.
their will be more forthcomeing, i am putting together a little saga about my Grandmother. and her life in colorado
I would like to touch base with Michael LaBella or any other Horlbeck relations. I am preparing a blog post of my own, discussing one of her published works but would like to obtain more data. As for this blog site, could the blogger please contact me direct and supply specific information on the non-rejected manuscripts? I would like to trace those stories, if possible.
Michael LaBella- I remember the Dog House! My dad used to take me down there occasionally in the late 1950s. We also used to go to the Blue Goose, a little further down the street. I believe Frank Falbo also owned a combo gas station-tackle/bait shop on Pecos? Somewhere in my father’s mementos I think I have a picture of it. Was Frank related to the ill-fated Mikey Fats?
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This is my great grandmother. Michael LaBella is my uncle. My mother is his sister. This is an amazing find. Thank you for being someone who has shown her scrapbook with care.
Mike, yes my mother , Jackie worked for years for frank untill he passed away,, yes and i think he was associated with the Smalldones from Gaitanos