Even as my latest rejection letter arrives, I’m finishing up my fifth novel. I have this sneaking suspicion that editors just don’t get me. I’ve written (almost) five complete novels and only Vagabondage Press has given an inkling of encouragement. Well, it may be that my writing sucks. I’m willing to admit that as a possibility. The problem is everyone from high school English teachers to professional writers say the opposite. The editors, however, hold the keys. My next novel is about the gods. When Neil Gaiman writes a novel about gods it becomes a best seller. I’ve spent a lifetime studying gods. When I write such a novel, I’ll have a hard time getting a publisher even to open the email. I won’t stop trying, though. To be a writer, you’ve got to take the reins. Those of us who write, do so because of who we are. Those who get paid for their work are lucky, at first. To be a writer “successfully” me...
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