A Time to Reap, Journey of 1000 Miles

An Interesting Gift

So, I opened a letter I received in the mail recently from a distribution company I sent my book to. I went through their request guidelines hoping I could make it into their chain stores. Well, the letter was extremely thin and before I opened it I knew it was a curt, formal platitude for my interest followed by the reasons or explanation why I was not chosen.

It was, but I’m not seeing it as a bad thing. Quite honestly, if I have to admit, it’s kind of a gift. Granted, being in bookstores across the country would have been better, but this is the point where I’m at.

I can create a wonderful story and I think I have. My delivery and structure could have been better, I know that now. My next book is better than my first and my next book will be better than the one I’m finishing. The fun thing is, I’m an Indie. I can go in and change a few things and make it great whenever I want. For now, I’m meant to grow slowly and naturally. I’ll find my way. I’ll make friends and fans and connections.

I’m young in this business and I can grow. Learning to appreciate the failures, short-comings and critiques is what it’s all about. How else will I appreciate it when I become famous?

I hope everyone reading this has a wonderful Christmas! I’ll post again after the season with updates and future projects!


Journey of 1000 Miles

Damn You, Sheryl Crow

Well, in a record time of about an hour and a half, I received a nice rejection to my query. A stew of emotions followed, so let me break them down as I am certain if you are a writer you can relate:

Relief – that first “no” is out of the way

Appreciation – hey, someone read it…

Sadness – the thought of this being a trend. Wondering how badly it might have been received. What did I do wrong?

Doubt – maybe this isn’t meant for me? Maybe it is a hobby and not a career.

Well, after a quick slap to my subconscious I realized it for what it is, someone doing their job. I was told simply they weren’t the right agent for this book. They thanked me for my letter and wished me luck on my journey. Shit, a “no” doesn’t get much nicer than that.

What we (as aspiring authors) have to realize on our end is the right person is waiting for our manuscript out there. It’s a matter of finding them. I don’t want somebody who doesn’t care about my work but thinks they can still sell it somehow. I want somebody passionate about it, not head over heals excited, but passionate. I want someone focused on knowing more about my work and me and where I want to take it.

Literary agents have a tough job and they get it from both ends. They have to tell people no on projects they may have been working on for a better portion of their lives. And, on the flip side, when they do accept a manuscript, they have to sell it to publishing houses who will probably tell them no.

I don’t mind as much when I realize the simple fact my book at a glance may not be the exact thing people are looking for. It’s not a character assault. They aren’t saying it was poorly written or conceived. They just weren’t the one. Now, the rest of you literary agents don’t have to keep telling me no. You can lead me on a little.

Still, that first cut is the deepest.