Ok, less shell-shocked this morning, so more details. She really, *really* liked the book. A lot. So much so that she wants to keep the manuscript so her sisters can read it. But she doesn’t think it’s ready for publication. (Argh! It’s good enough to give to family, but not to buy? Argh!) She wants me to go back to it in a year or so and rewrite entirely, with an eye to a bunch of specific things that she said. If I do that, she would like to see…
well, shit.
Well, shit. Anna at Tor turned down HEART OF STONE. It is an insanely *positive* rejection, but a rejection none-the-less. Hm. I don’t seem to feel inclined to talk about it a whole lot more right now. I probably will in a couple of days. Maybe even tomorrow.
well, shit.
Well, shit. Anna at Tor turned down HEART OF STONE. It is an insanely *positive* rejection, but a rejection none-the-less. Hm. I don’t seem to feel inclined to talk about it a whole lot more right now. I probably will in a couple of days. Maybe even tomorrow. A request: if you want to say “aww”, that’s fine, but please don’t yell, “Fuckers!” or say, “Bitch!” or anything, which I know I do to express frustration, but when I’m talking about writing and rejections and those responses end up on…
on a more cheerful note
On a more cheerful note… HAPPY HEATHERDAY!
*snarl*
God DAMNED CAT. He shoved one of the new bowls off the counter and destroyed it. God *DAMN* it. God DAMN it!