Monday, April 23, 2007
CONF 344: MOODY MONDAY
D'you think coming face to face with hundreds of wriggly little spiders when you're reaching for the weekend sunbed is a good or a bad omen? If this morning's start is anything to go by it has to be the latter. Though am trying to tell myself that when there's an intensified run of bad things happening that means there must be a flip side of the coin lurking somewhere very, very close by.
In the post comes my six-month royalty statement. Between July and December Novel 1 sold 14 copies, and Novel 2, 15 copies. Leaving unearned balances of £968.83 and £1922.83.
And then an e-mail pops in from latest agent. Great trepidation as I open this, perhaps she's been reading Novel 3 over the weekend? They often do. But no, it's a note to say that because of the high number of submissions, the turnaround time is 2 months. Good idea though, at least it leaves you knowing how long you should leave off the nag.
And then behind my left ear partner's having his own bad day, grumbling down the phone to hospitals and doctors' receptionists.
Still, there were a couple of cheering successful failure stories around this weekend. The Sunday Times has an interview with Eddie Izzard who was 'a complete failure for a decade' - he did Edinburgh for 12 years before any light fell. In The Observer, Lynn Barber gets under the skin of 30-times-rejected-Orange-prizewinner Lionel Shriver.
Now back to novel 4 and thence more query letters.
Bye bye, thanks for visiting, come again soon.
Posted by Stephanie Zia at Monday, April 23, 2007