glargh.

Glargh. Two rejection letters. Both from Marvel. Thank God. I think I would’ve just died if I’d gotten two rejection letters from, say, Luna and Tor today. o.o

5 thoughts on “glargh.

  1. They have no taste! Or vision, or something. *crosses fingers for Luna and Tor*

  2. I sent them an original-universe concept called CHANCE, which I wouldn’t have actually signed their contract for anyway, because they stopped offering the creator-owned option and the succinct version of their new character contract is “We’ll fuck you at the drive-thru.”

    I also sent them a script for a Jubilee mini-series, which I sort of had more hopes for. It wasn’t as good a script, but I hoped the idea might catch their eye.

    I think I shall send them via their “regular” submissions, in which they request a piece of non-comic-book writing, a copy of my very silly Kitlings story. It’s too bad I don’t write more shorter stuff, because they don’t look at novels for their non-comic-book writing submissions (not that I can blame them!) and so I haven’t got a great deal to submit through that method.

  3. Marvel has no idea what they’re doing right now with X-titles.

    Case in point – whatever the HELL they think they’re doing with Nightcrawler and that whole Satan is my Dad plot. Holy freaking crap.

  4. Talk to the hand, man. Talk to the hand. I don’t even want to think about it. *snort*

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