Feeling rather grotty today (though I am on antibiotics and improving), I awoke to find some promising news in my mailbox concerning The Realm of the Hungry Ghosts. It has been under consideration with an American independent for a while now (not sure what the etiquette is regarding mentioning names at this stage, so won’t) and this morning I heard from their Acquisitions Editor apologising for the delay and informing me that “I have finished reading your novel and if you are still seeking a publisher I will pass it on to our two other readers with a recommendation” and that he “certainly enjoyed the book and [he thinks] there is a market for it.”
Unanimity is required, so it could still be a no. But it cheered me in my moment of need 😉
Cross anything you might have that’s crossable, please.
Richard Dawkins on the strangeness of science.
I’m a little under the weather right now. Sore throat, aching joints etc. Normal service will be resumed as soon as possible.
There’s nothing more guaranteed to turn an agent off than an unpublished writer saying of their new work, “My friends love it.” They don’t want to know, thank you very much. They’ll judge the work according to their own criteria and nothing will ultimately change that.
And that’s fair enough. Let’s face it, if your job depends on your finding successful writers, it’s probably a good idea not to trust the opinion of a whole bunch of people who quite possibly don’t exist anyway.
But friends and fellow bloggers are increasingly becoming an important part of the writing process for me, in addition to my existing readers. They (yes, you!) are helping me see more and more that I’m not deluded. Children of the Resolution is an important and potentially successful novel, and, yes, I’m doing a bloody fine job of writing it.
So I’m planning on gathering together all the comments I’ve received so far and putting them in one place. It will never convince an agent who doesn’t like my work, but if one who’s already interested drops by, who knows? It may just tip the balance in my favour.
Worth the effort, do you think?
I’ve been opposed to the introduction of ID cards for a good while, now — valuing my privacy and deeply suspicious of any move by government to impact upon it.
This article and this television drama therefore got my attention. The latter is a near-future thriller taking “an arresting and compelling look at how technology could transform Britain into a surveillance society — threatening human relationships and destroying trust.” It’s frighteningly plausible in its concept, all the more so because it is infinitely recognisable. The Britain of The Last Enemy is our Britain. Some of us just haven’t realised it, yet.
The article in question greeted me this morning when I finished writing. I toodled along to the BBC to catch the headlines, read “Rethink on Identity Card Plans” and thought, “Oh, good.” Needless to say I was suitably disappointed when I read:
2009 – Compulsory for 200,000 UK citizens and EU nationals who work in ‘sensitive’ airport jobs
2011/12 – Biometric passports issued, applicants can choose to get ID card.
2017 – Full roll-out of identity cards.
Private firms will be encouraged to set-up “biometric enrolment centres” where passport and ID card applicants will be fingerprinted. [Sounds positively Orwellian, not to mention a security issue.]
A home office spokesman said the government charged for other forms of ID such as driving licences and passports and it though the planned charge of £30 for an ID card was “fair”. [We have to pay for the privelege!]
So, not much of a rethink. The very notion of an ID database is disturbing. Yes, we are all on any number of databases already, but this is significantly different. I don’t want it.
So I went here and registered my opposition.
As decent, law-abiding citizens, we all have something to hide. Especially when such data is to be held by government agencies.
Chapter Seven of Children of the Resolution completed, I today allowed myself to briefly consider who I’m going to approach first when the time comes to place it. This is the part I genuinely hate. With good reason. My experience with publishers — however much encouragement there’s been (and there has been a lot) — has not been good.
But this time it will be different (my mantra.) I have a unique, semi-autobiographical novel that deals with a very specific moment in time, a time of promise largely unfulfilled, a time of naivette and badly applied ethos — a time of happiness and sadness, friendship and growing self-awareness. I knew these people, and, indeed, I was one of them. In a couple of cases, I still know them. And all of their stories deserve to be told — more to the point, deserve to be read. Preferably by millions.
So I know who I’m approaching (I was going to say “first”, but I’m determined to be positive; there will be no second.) I’m starting by submitting to the largest agency in Europe and they’ll agree to represent me if I have to dangle them out of a window by their feet 🙂
No prisoners. Children of the Resolution will succeed.
(Cue Rocky music.)
I was going to write a “proper” post today but — what with having tech issues (which delayed the start of my writing day) — I’m afraid I’ve had neither the time nor the inspiration.
So I’m going to share this new discovery with you, instead. New to me, at least. A genuinely clever and funny comedian called George Carlin.
WARNING: Contains stong language.
“The mind of God is music resonating through ten dimensional hyperspace.”
I bet no one’s teaching that in Sunday School today 😉