Why you don't get published.
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Q & A 52 You're a disgrace, Evil Editor
So, by rejecting the author who did simultaneous submissions, you screwed yourself out of publishing a future star. And then bragged about it on your blog. And then advised people to do simultaneous submissions if the editor takes too long. Good work.
Um, were you aware that you were writing to a fictional character?
Perhaps you'd like to fire off an irate letter to Ebenezer Scrooge next, complaining about his treatment of Bob Cratchit.
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Here come the zombies again!
Unfortunately for us, they're emailing!
Never pick a fight with an anonymous blogger. You get your head handed to you every time. I have seen it time and again. -JTC
I coulda been somebody! I coulda been a contendah!
I don't get this. Do some people out there take you literally?
Obviously, they don't realize you're just a former editor from a small house who was forced onto paid stress-leave after being caught repeatedly stabbing a manuscript from your slush pile with your letter-opener while screaming, "Bad dialogue! Bad dialogue!" over and over. They don't understand that this blog is actually a part of your court-ordered therapy, and that we need to selectively mine little diamonds of wisdom from what are, essentially, the ravings of a madman.
Well? Did I come close?
You mean you're not Scrooge?
I'm so disappointed.
~Nancy
"Um, were you aware that you were writing to a fictional character?"
Classic. You rock, EE. You simply rock.
Kis,
You crack me up! :-) Stabbing a manuscript from the slush pile...oh, such good stuff.
~Nancy
(verification word: horlk - yeah, that's how I feel at the moment...)
Nice, kis. Very creative and original. I would like to read one of your books if you have any published yet. -JTC
Alas, no, JTC,
In fact, just fifteen minutes ago I opened my fifth rejection letter from this round--only four to go, then it's back to the ol' drawing board.
Actually, my novel is a bit on the heavy side--more George RR Martin than PJ O'Rourke. Perhaps I ought to think of switching genres...
There seem to be a lot of angry people who read here. They need a happy pill - or an orgasm or SOMETHING. Geeze. We really need to find a cyber-pacifier.
Kis, that happened to me. I was writing suspense, then started to get flooded with people to tell me to write comedy. Amazingly, it came pretty easily, so you may want to seriously look into it.
On a bright spot - my EE shirt came today! Taking a pic of me wearing it tonight! WOOT!
Whoops!
I can't spell. Even with the word right in front of me.
Speling is the lowest form of intelgince.
I'm convinced of it.
chagrined,
Feemus
Geez, feemus, wat is ya, ignint?
Snarky is an agent.
You are an editior. If you should screw up a contract point on the blog, we will smile and forgive you.
I'm just an illiterate putz with an M.A. and I have people busting my cojones for the grammaticals on my blog constantly.
ignint, Kis, and then sum.
Some. Whatever.
Dwight, I like "editior." Nice. It looks, if I can make my mind go back 20 years or so, like a Latin comparative.
editior: to be more corrective.
Does this mean you read MS? Good to know!
Besides, when it comes to YOU, it's love - tough love, but love nonetheless.
kis ~ I can't believe you're not published yet. I don't know wth they're thinking - unless it's cuz you can't spell ignernt.
Kis,
You have my vote. I'm sure you're dead on. Note, EE did not reply to your comment! Silence can be construed as an admission if, in ordinary circumstances, a person would speak up. If EE weren't, essentially, a madman editor on leave doing court-ordered community service, I think he'd have said so.
jmho. (LOL!)
And EE, we still luv ya. We're mining your blog for pearls of wisdom. or diamonds, depending on your taste.
umbrella girl,
Thanks for catching that typo. Ignernt. Gotcha.
And personally, I can't believe I'm not published either. Humph. With my luck, the literary world will only discover my genius after I'm dead, and the greedy little buggers currently sucking me dry (AKA my kids) will get rich on it.
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