I thought this would be a good time for another post on my road to publication. And what I have to report is a whole lot of nothing. And I’m so glad. I mean, I would rather be posting about an awesome book deal. But there has been a nice space here without any rejections, and that has become a thrill in and of itself. You know why? Well, not just because rejections h-u-r-t, nor because I just wasn’t in the market for the toilet paper that some companies will make from your rejection letters – because, you know, ew. But also because from now on I can at least assume that my manuscript was carefully considered – that it took more than one quick read to come to the conclusion that they just couldn’t take it on at this time.
It’s very possible that the rejections I haven’t gotten yet are simply because the manuscript is still sitting untouched on a busy editor’s desk. But I don’t have to know that. Getting published will be such a thrill and an honor. It doesn’t stress me out to get a few no’s along the way. But when the no comes too quickly, I’m left to wonder if they sat amazed that I even had the audacity to present my work to them as it was clearly not ready for the big time. (That, of course, is a terrible, terrible discredit to my agent, who obviously did think it was ready and has proven herself as a very good judge). But when the rejection comes after a length of time, I can fantasize away about the financial meetings in which the editors sat around and cried that they loved my book so very much but simply couldn’t take a risk on a new author at this time, etc., etc., etc. It will be much easier to press on after that.
Speaking of my agent, her name is Holly Root at the Waxman Literary Agency, and they recently started a blog! An agent blog is indispensable for those who want to be published. I’ve learned a lot for instance from Nathan Bransford, a literary agent in San Francisco. His posts have more than once directly answered a question I had been wondering.
So this chapter in my road to publication is a lot of waiting, but I’ve been thrilled and surprised to discover that I get ideas as well. I’m working on a different book as so many people have advised, and I’m slightly obsessed with the idea for another one. Of course, I’m not fooling myself, or you, or my husband who has to hear Holly’s name way too many times in a day as I talk about writing and TTYR and my hopes and my new ideas and how much I want to see NYC’s area code on my phone one day with good news. But after all, I wasn’t trying to fool myself – I was just trying to avoid the expense of a Wii.