|Posted by firstname.lastname@example.org on June 28, 2016 at 6:50 AM|
I am now waiting to hear from one publisher and eight agents about my novel Radio Free Mombasa. One other publisher said no.
For my memoir Rambling With Melodious Intent I have had noes from two agents, and await noes or blanks from another six.
To pass the time I redded up my novel for young persons, renamed it Ghillie Goatskin and the Tunes of Power, and sent it off to a Scottish agency run by two ladies I used to know well, and to two ladies in US agencies that I plucked from the ether.
So. eighteen submissions out there. How submissive can I get?
Next to hoisted back onto the blocks for remedial work is my guide to spotting bad drivers, 47 Reasons To Hate And Fear Other Drivers - And What Not To Do About It [or should that last word be Them?]