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Leaf Books emailed me to say they've closed to novella submissions due to lack of funding. Interestingly, their site promotes self-publishing options I hadn't noticed before. Hrm.

Sent out a submissions packet to Siglio Press. Found out about them through a translators' journal. With the help of Dire mokie Summarization Powers, I now have a full synopsis for Finches alongside the short version. ('Tis my fault for writing an epic in 20,000 words.) I don't know what I was doing before the invention of Mokie. "Walking uphill, both ways, in the snow," she says.

A long time ago, far far away, or approximately ten years prior, I tried to publish the novel I wrote when I was 16. Although I was too young and too foolish at the time to realize it, the novel was badly written, even after three edits, and the plot just not cool. It was even religious, and more than a bit atheistic. I was dreadfully in love with all the wrong elements to stick in a specfic novel. Naturally, I got rejected by 99 agents (I stopped before I hit 100). Thankfully, all the bits of poetry I did get published at the time was enough to pay for the postage. I'm not sure I really want to repeat all this again, but I don't really know.


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May. 25th, 2007 11:17 am (UTC)
publishing sucks. writing would be cool if they just gave you the money for the words, saleable or not.
May. 25th, 2007 05:03 pm (UTC)
What, and give every granny with a bad bio about livin' through the War a fighting chance?
May. 25th, 2007 10:12 pm (UTC)
why not? i'm a money for everyone kinda guy.
May. 26th, 2007 04:23 am (UTC)
Then what'll happen to natural selection?
May. 26th, 2007 08:39 am (UTC)
new job, maybe?
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