A drunkard’s dream if I ever did see one

I won an editor critique in that charity auction a couple of weeks ago. The editor, an assistant at Harlequin, e-mailed me to say that she was happy to get my chapter and would get back to me within two weeks. Well, the two-week mark passed last Tuesday. This weekend, it’s a big holiday . . . Easter Sunday celebrations, Passover wraps up, and both Shakespeare and my mother have a birthanalia. So I wouldn’t expect the editor to look at it over the weekend.

The question is . . . how long should I wait to hear back without sending an e-mail message to remind the editor that she has this in her queue? She said in her initial response that she was “at my disposal” to answer questions, but she hasn’t responded to either of my e-mail messages that just had general questions. I suppose she is dreading it, having to look at “junk that came in from some idiot,” worse than slush, etc. Of course I was hoping she would like the chapter well enough to be interested in seeing the full manuscript. But anyhow, I’ll bet she has blocked it out of her mind.

My $$$ went to help Japan; she didn’t get any money. She donated her time. So we really only have a moral agreement, not a binding obligation or anything. I also don’t want to irritate her and motivate her to skim through a couple of pages and then send the standard, “Join a critique group and write a million words.”

So. Here’s the poll (you knew it was coming):

At least I didn’t spend $700 to get the Berkley Prime Crime editor. I needed that to get my bees taken out, anyway. I can think of better ways to spend that tax refund, but I have to admit the guy was efficient and good at what he does. I hope the bees and queen are happy in their new skep. Honey on, Bizzy.

If you’re in the mood for some comic relief, madwriter speaks out on how Literacy Comes Full Circle. Ha! OMG LOL TRU DAT

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Author: shalanna

Shalanna: rhymes with "Madonna" and "I wanna," and is not a soundalike with "Hosanna" or "Sha-Na-Na." Aging hippie with long hair, husband, elderly mother, and yappy Pomeranian. I've been writing since I could hold a crayon. I started with fiction, which Mama said was "lying." “Don’t tell stories,” she would admonish, in Southern vernacular. “That's all in your imagination!” When grownups said this, they were not approving. So, shamed, I stopped telling stories for a few years--rather, I stopped letting anyone read them. I'm married to a fellow computer nerd who doesn't really like hearing about writing, but who reads sf/fantasy and understands the creative drive. I'm actually a nonconformist/hippie still wearing bluejeans and drop earrings and the Alice-in-Wonderland hair with headbands and sandals. Favorite flavor is chocolate/orange, favorite color is either Dreamsicle orange (cantaloupe) or bubble-gum pink, favorite musical is either Bye Bye Birdie, Rocky Horror, or The Producers . . . wait, I also love The Music Man. Is this getting way too specific and irrelevant yet? Obvious why I don't sell a ton of flash fiction, isn't it? To define oneself, I always say, it is good to make a list. How about a booklist? Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird Frank and Ernestine Gilbreth, Cheaper by the Dozen C.S.Lewis, The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe (all the Narnia books) J.R.R.Tolkien,The Hobbit/LORD OF THE RINGS trilogy Gail Godwin, The Odd Woman F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby J. D. Salinger, Catcher in the Rye (before dismissing it, actually read it) George Orwell, 1984 Kurt Vonnegut, Cat's Cradle Donna Tartt, The Secret History Mark Twain, The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn James Allen, As A Man Thinketh Mark Winegardner, Elvis Presley Boulevard James Thurber, My Life and Hard Times The Wizard of Oz, L. Frank Baum Winnie-the-Pooh/House at Pooh Corner, A. A. Milne Peter Pan, J. M. Barrie The KJV and NIV Bible (each translation has its glories)

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