Thbtbtb to the universe.
Apr. 16th, 2004 08:28 pmWe had our mail held while we were away, so today a big crate o' disposable paper items arrived from the post office. Amongst the incredibly numerous items-to-throw-away (how the hell did we get eleven newsletters in just under two weeks?!) was ...
A rejection letter from Silhouette.
OK, apologies for my naivete. Yes, I truly did expect to sell my very first novel to the very first publisher I offered it to. I didn't write a fantasy trilogy with a beautiful misunderstood telekinetic heroine named Axa; I wrote a category romance. I thought that was enough being realistic.
Oh, well. I'll find someone with category romance experience to critique the synopsis and the query letter, and I'll remind myself that it wasn't rejected because of flaws in the manuscript (since they haven't seen the manuscript), and I'll find another publisher to submit it to. Tomorrow, or maybe next week, or the week after.
Right now I'm just going to eat key lime pie and be depressed.
A rejection letter from Silhouette.
OK, apologies for my naivete. Yes, I truly did expect to sell my very first novel to the very first publisher I offered it to. I didn't write a fantasy trilogy with a beautiful misunderstood telekinetic heroine named Axa; I wrote a category romance. I thought that was enough being realistic.
Oh, well. I'll find someone with category romance experience to critique the synopsis and the query letter, and I'll remind myself that it wasn't rejected because of flaws in the manuscript (since they haven't seen the manuscript), and I'll find another publisher to submit it to. Tomorrow, or maybe next week, or the week after.
Right now I'm just going to eat key lime pie and be depressed.