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With Apologies to Housman

Home is the manuscript,
Home from New York,
the parcel returned from the slush.

I got the rejection letter in the mail Monday, but just wasn't in the mood to talk about it until today. The novel got a very good rejection (a letter with comments and a compliment, rather than a form rejection), but it's still a rejection. Oddly, I'm just fine with that: I'm not as in love with that book as I used to be, and I think the current one will be much, much better.

So it has officially become my first trunk book. Let's hope I don't write too many in that category...

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( 10 sutras — Your wisdom )
saycestsay
Feb. 23rd, 2007 04:22 am (UTC)
I have a hard enough time marketing short fiction *S* but have you sent the novel many places?
the_monkey_king
Feb. 23rd, 2007 07:56 pm (UTC)
Alas, no. I expect to hit up Tor next.
sadrx
Feb. 23rd, 2007 01:54 pm (UTC)
I was under the impression there was a trend among writers of going place after place with a novel before it is accepted. Everyone's heard of those best-sellers that were first rejected several times before getting published.
ex_paulskem
Feb. 23rd, 2007 02:06 pm (UTC)
Sorry to hear that, Wolfgang. But if you're happy with the book (even if you're not as happy with it as your current WIP), why not send it elsewhere? You've been in the business long enough to know that "editor's preferences" do not equal "publishable." Another editor may find it just the thing.
peartreealley
Feb. 23rd, 2007 02:25 pm (UTC)
Trunking and shelving
Sorry to hear it!

I "shelve" older novels, but don't "trunk" them. Trunking has this sense if finality, and I feel that anything that had the spark to become a written (and rewritten) novel may not be our best thing ever, but is worth saving again for a rainy day. Of course, when I return to them, sometimes the spark is the only thing that's left, and I'm the only one who recognizes the story used to be another! *laughs*

I hope it doesn't take you as many "shelved" or "trunked" novels as it's taking me (up to 7 or so and counting for those not on the map to be submitted anytime soon...).

I think what I'm trying to say is not to just dump the novel. If you don't feel the enthusiasm anymore to edit it again, to keep submitting it, that's fair. But don't lock it away. Leave it out, and someday that spark will probably light up again and eat your brain.

It's a good thing. Really! I wish you best with current and future novels :)


omaopa
Feb. 23rd, 2007 03:55 pm (UTC)
Re: Trunking and shelving
I would like to read it anyway, if possible.
Renate
godeater_sw
Feb. 24th, 2007 01:45 am (UTC)
Re: Trunking and shelving
I second this.
burger_eater
Feb. 23rd, 2007 04:42 pm (UTC)
I recommend printing out a copy and giving it a viking's funeral.

Sorry to hear it's going into the trunk. I have one that will be making that same short, sad trip very soon.

(Anonymous)
Mar. 13th, 2007 03:57 am (UTC)
Stevenson, not Housman, right?
If your title refers to the parody of "Home is the sailor, home from the sea," that's Robert Louis Stevenson, not A. E. Housman. Or are you playing off some interim Housman parody of the Stevenson verse?

-- Allen Varney
the_monkey_king
Mar. 15th, 2007 07:39 am (UTC)
Re: Stevenson, not Housman, right?
No, it's not a parody, but it is a clear nod to the Stevenson (heck, it's name includes "RLS", so Housman isn't hiding his influence here). I stumbled across it, and since it was Housman that reminded me, I stuck with that. It goes:

XXII - R.L.S.

Home is the sailor, home from sea:
Her far-borne canvas furled
The ship pours shining on the quay
The plunder of the world.

Home is the hunter from the hill:
Fast in the boundless snare
All flesh lies taken at his will
And every fowl of air.

'Tis evening on the moorland free,
The starlit wave is still:
Home is the sailor from the sea,
The hunter from the hill.

Stevenson's Requiem is:

Under the wide and starry sky,
Dig the grave and let me lie.
Glad did I live and gladly die
And I laid me down with a will.

This be the verse you grave for me:
Here he lies where he longed to be,
Home is the sailor, home from sea,
And the hunter home from the hill.
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