The last three days have been some of the longest of my life. I’ve been waiting to hear back from 11 publishers. I wrote a book about a year ago. Well I started it a year ago. It’s fiction. Of the young adult variety. Kind of Twilight meets Heroes but my main character could take Edward Cullen any day. Oh yeah you twihards out there. I’m serious. Anyway, I got an agent – a brilliant agent. One of the best agents in London. And after three months of working on an edit she sent it off to a list of publishers whose names were so illustrious that it gave me the shakes. I mean seriously – there are editors at Penguin, Hodder, Harper Collins and Orion reading my book. Right now. What universe am I living in?
I only wrote the thing because I was swimming one day and musing on the fact that Stephanie Meyer is a multi-millionaire. And I’m not. And I thought – hell I’m going to write a book too. So I did. Anyway, the last three days have been torture. I’ve had 5 nos. But 2 of those were of the ‘we deliberated so hard and it was a close run thing’ variety. Which actually is worse than the plain ‘NO’s. So here I sit, drinking coffee waiting for the sun to light up the other side of the globe and bring yet more rejections. And possibly amongst the 6 remaining (come on Simon & Schuster) a yes.
I guess I’m telling you all this because you read me. And because I believe in the power of collective good vibes (all that ecstatic dancing has gone to my head). So if everyone focuses really hard we could have a Paul Mckenna moment and make Penguin / Simon Schuster / Faber / Atom / Harper Collins and Hodder all say yes. Or maybe just one of them.
Let’s try it and if you do I’ll send you all a free copy when it gets published.