Ever have your heart pulled out from your chest, stomped on a few times, then spit-shined and shoved back into place?
Just wondering.
So I got my first rejection on the full manuscript of CHARLES today. Snail mail. I knew when I saw my own SASE that it wouldn't be a pretty picture. I suppose good news can come by post, if you consider bills and junk mail good news, that is.
With a sinking feeling, I tore open the envelope and pulled out the letter. Nice stationery. Watermark and everything.
Dear Jackie:
Thank you for sending HEY, CHARLES--YOUR SLIP IS SHOWING. Though the premise is intriguing and promises a fun ride, I found the actual storyline a bit familiar and somewhat bogged down by Lee's issues.
Of course, another reader may feel differently and I wish you luck.
Sincerely,
AGENT
The storyline was a bit familiar? I guess that was the vibrators at work again. Who'd have guessed that a story about a recent college grad becoming a stock girl at a clothing store that also sells sex toys was "familiar"?
Ah, nuts. Off to find some chocolate and mope. Maybe there will be good news later.
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Ever have your heart pulled out from your chest, stomped on a few times, then spit-shined and shoved back into place?
Ayup. A few months back. Had an offer from one of the big publishers on a book. Due to various miscommunications and other unpleasantness, that offer was withrdawn exactly one month later.
Writing = Masochism, right? It's on our Union cards.
Ugh. Sorry to hear that, Jim. That would have sent me under the covers for about a month, I think.
And what's this about a Union? Hmmm. Note to self: Open mail.
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