Since Dana beat me in the Writers Duel, I’ll be posting that embarrassing picture soon. I promise. And don’t worry, it’ll be worth the wait.
But until then, I’ll be crying quietly in a corner and devouring every piece of chocolate in my path.
Well, those of you with good memories may remember that I posted a few weeks ago about some “people” who were kind of “important” who liked “some stuff.” And if you are a Master of Deciphery, you figured out I was talking about an editor and my book.
(Stop telling me “deciphery” isn’t a word, spell check! It IS a word because I just said it! DECIPHERY DECIPHERY DECIPHERY!)
Well anyway, some people at that publishing house loved my book and others didn’t. And the ones that didn’t were the ones that make the decisions.
So, even after hearing their comments about how much they loved it, the People In Charge decided to pass.
Am I disappointed? Yes.
Did I cry in an office parking lot about it while picking up my husband for lunch? Yes.
Was it more of an Ugly Sob-Cry? Yes.
One bowl of chicken noodle soup, the promise of oatmeal cookies, and three or four good cries later, I’m no longer determined to set my computer on fire. Which is definitely a step in the right direction. But I am, to use a phrase I picked up back in my London days, “absolutely gutted.”
It’s not the end of the world, and I know that. But this is hard, people. Here’s what I’ve learned so far about getting published:
1. Writing a book does not mean you will get an agent.
2. Getting an agent does not mean editors will like your book.
3. Finding an editor who likes your book does not mean you will get published.
And, if I ever make it to this point, I’m sure my next lesson will be:
4. Getting published does not mean anyone will buy your book.
Okay, so I’m feeling a little defeated right now. I bet the same people who are Masters of Deciphery picked up on that. But I won’t give up, not yet. Probably not ever. Or at least not for a long time. I will keep working on my new novel and hoping that, if my first book doesn’t sell, maybe my second one will.
And now, about those cookies….