Thursday, April 23, 2015

Rejection Dejection Resurrection

So, it's happened. THE ESSENCE OF THINGS HOPED FOR, a book I truly believe in, has been rejected by the last publisher in the English-speaking world. Am I feeling sorry for myself? Not really, at least not as much as the first 6,972 times the book was turned down.

I know what you're thinking. Maybe if it's been rejected that many times, it just isn't any good. And you know what? You may very well be right. 

But I still believe in it. 

So what am I going to do about it? I'm going to join the ranks of "hybrid" authors by self-publishing this oft declined little book. I've got a few projects going on at once, including a major move and two other books that have a publisher, so it will be later in the year before I can get it pulled together. But dangnabbit, I am going to get this book out there. 

So what does the picture of my dog Duke have to do with any of this? Absolutely nothing. Just a bit of gratuitous canine pulchritude. Dog lovers, you're welcome.