Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Drop Dead Notice from Poisoned Pen

New experience: being turned down directly by a publisher (Poisoned Pen Press) instead of an agent.

Doesn't feel any better.

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Bristol Palin: What's Wrong With America

No, I'm not slamming the Palins, Bristol or that other one, for their politics. Though the sham politics of Sarah Palin, which chiefly serves to make her millions, is not my cup of tea.  No, I'm talking about Bristol Palin's memoirs.

What is she, like 21, 22?  How can she possibly have memoirs? She's hardly had a life. Evidently the book's full of earth-shattering stuff like high-school dramas and trailer-park soap opera moments like how she agreed to get back together with Levi Johnston if he promised to get a job, get a GED and "stop calling her 'bitch.'"

What a catch.

Anyway, one looks at the state of the literary establishment here in the 21st century with a shudder.  Ah, you object, it's always been like this.  America's always been a sucker for the latest huckster to come along, you say, recalling P.T. Barnum's dictum that no one ever lost money underestimating the intelligence of the American people.

But I seem to recall something else.  Reading about the Algonquin Roundtable.  How Hemingway's editor at Scribner's, Maxwell Perkins, collaborated closely with him, literary excellence taking precedence over sales.  Even as I was reading all these things, in the '60s and '70s, the glow of an earlier era was already fading with the continual march towards corporatization of book publishing until today we have the oligopoly of the Big Six.  But remnants of a serious commitment to literature were still there to be found.

Now, the "memoirs" of a woman who may not be old enough to buy a beer.

Says something about our culture. I don't know what, precisely, but something not so good.

Thursday, June 9, 2011

Publishers: Let the Rejection Begin

Well, my query to Poisoned Pen Press prompted a request to see the manuscript, so we've advanced the ball one level, can cut out the agent rejection and go straight to the publisher rejection.  I'll hear within a month, they say, so stay tuned....

Friday, June 3, 2011

My Dreams Come True...for Someone Else

When I retired from the Very Important Organization four and a half years ago, the idea was that I would finally have the time to write a novel, get myself published and thus become in life as in dreams, a writer.  At the class that the VIO gives its about-to-be-retirees, I became friends with this woman:
Her name is Pat McArdle and she was retiring so she could go build straw bale houses.  Instead, she sat down and wrote a book called Farishta which won the Amazon Breakthrough Novel Award in  2010 and has just been released by Riverhead, home to The Kite Runner, among others.

So, please take a look at Pat's book.

Meanwhile, I'm thinking about building a house out of straw.