Friday, October 29, 2010
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
LITSNACK, sent to one of our very own mice. I love the casual tone, like a friend taking a little too long to get back to you: "I'm sorry I took so long to respond to these. My life has been crazy. Unfortunately, these aren't working for me. There is some lively writing here, but they come off a little too hip-hop/poetry slam-y for my tastes. Hope you understand." p.s. Does the LitSnack motto make any sense to anyone? Just wondering.
Monday, October 25, 2010
Friday, October 22, 2010
a rejection from him too. I chatted with him once, not knowing that he was an agent, a legend, etc. He was very nice and sparkly. I kind of wished he could be my father in an embarrassing way that I couldn't entirely repressed, though maybe it was because my father had died so recently and had, as many of you know, cut me (of all his children) out of the will just to be mean. As it turned out, Mr. Seldes ended up being a charming conversationalist, someone I met at a wedding: nothing more, nothing less.
Thursday, October 21, 2010
blog, (which for some reason is posting only on Merwin this month) you can help out by taking the survey mentioned above by going here. (Awfully nice of me, since LROD isn't, I notice, even mentioned on KR's blog roll....hmm.) By the way, I love Survey Monkey so much that I'm going to make up an LROD survey for all you mice to give back some feed. (Does anyone want to be on the Survey Monkey Committee?) Please submit survey questions about LROD in the comments section below. Here are a few to get us started:
- How many literary rejections can you honestly boast?
- What's your social security number and mother's maiden name?
- What's your agent's name?
- C'mon, we can't all have Binky Urban....what's your real literary agent's name?
- Do you really have a literary agent; or are you just floating the dream?
- How many times (a day) do you visit LROD?
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
- Henry Ford: "Failure is only the opportunity to more intelligently begin again."
- Thomas Edison: "I have not failed. I've just found 10,000 ways that won't work."
- Mahatma Gandhi: “My imperfections and failures are as much a blessing from God as my successes and my talents and I lay them both at his feet.”
- Oprah Winfrey: “Think like a queen. A queen is not afraid to fail. Failure is another steppingstone to greatness.”
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
these kinds of books over at Laura Resnick's blog. And here's the author's own description of the book:
This is a collection of columns and essays I've written for various publishing trade journals on living and working as a professional novelist. Using anecdotes from my own career and the experiences of dozens of writers who shared their stories with me, the book explores creative and professional strategies and adventures, surviving numerous publishing mishaps, what it's really like to do book signings and public appearances, and many other topics.Here's the fancy blurb she managed to snag: "Laura Resnick's witty comments on the struggles a writer faces in today's world of publishing are refreshingly insightful. A welcome voice in an often solitary profession." —Jean Auel, author of Clan of the Cave Bear
Monday, October 18, 2010
Friday, October 15, 2010
Thank you for sending [Title of a Collection of Published Essays]. After having read it, I’m afraid I’m going to have to pass. I thought you have a good narrative voice and some interesting stories to tell, but I ultimately didn’t feel the larger scale connection readers would need to have with these personal essays to be able to project them onto their own lives. Sorry this didn’t work for me, but thanks again for the look, and best of luck with your writing. Best, Editor In Chief (Sent on his behalf)
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Agent 99 is in Frankfurt at the Book Fair, but we have a date to meet at the end of October to discuss state of my novel: whether to work on it more or send it out. It'll be interesting to meet with her in person. I also can't help but think of all the time I could spend working on it now, but, you know, one thing you learn early about publishing is that you have no control over the time-frame, or over anything else for that matter. So I'm just going to buckle in and go for the ride. Oh, and, also, I'm starting to talk a lot about the new book that I'd started researching this winter. I think that one is coming back strong to lift me out of my shoes and give me something to do. Lucky me.
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Monday, October 11, 2010
|Nature can be fug!|
Friday, October 8, 2010
"Incidentally, I did not enter this contest but did submit a story to the Journal through their nifty online manager which apparently has a few kinks":
"Dear Writer: The Journal would like to thank you for submitting your story to our seventh annual short story contest judged by Lee K. Abbott. Your entry helped not only to support this contest but also supports The Journal, a diverse forum for literature that seeks to identify new and emerging talent alongside the work of established writers. The stories we received were distinctive, well-written, and moving. Our judge expressed his pleasure at how many wonderful stories there were to choose from and told us what a difficult choice it was to select just one winner. The winning story in this year’s contest is “The Summer of Interrogatory Subversion,” by Jacob M. Appel. Lee K. Abbott wrote of this story: This story meets the industry specifications I mean to champion: a brisk efficiency with exposition, dialogue of the sort heard on the streets hereabouts, interior lives messy and crosswise, scenes rich with detail of the significant sort, characters at the edge or either woe and weal, and an end sticks in the brain long after there’s anything left to read. Here’s a story with verve, shrewd observation of the species, and no interest at all in the familiar, the ordinary, or the already too-much studied. Finally, I applaud this writer’s affection for our kind, never mind how dumb or delightful we betimes are. “The Summer of Interrogatory Subversion” will be published in The Journal’s Autumn/Winter 2010 issue. Congratulations to our winner, and thank you for sharing your work with us. The Editors, The Journal, The Ohio State University, Department of English, 164 W. 17th Avenue, Columbus, OH 43210.
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Sapphire has to say about it at Sampsonia Way Magazine. Here's a highlight:
Imagine if they had come to Kafka after The Metamorphosis and said: "Look how you depicted the Jewish family; you depicted Gregor Samsa as bug and his family as killing him. Is the family so filled with greed that they kill him once he doesn’t go to work any more?” Are artists going to bend to the dictate of a community and paint a false picture? Or, even if there is a lot of positivity within that community, don’t I get to choose my job? Suppose I wanted to spend my whole life, like Edgar Allen Poe, looking at the dark side of life? I have a right to do that. Artists can pick their subject.In other words stick to your little mouse guns. Also, if you haven't already, you might want to read Sapphire's other books (by now you've probably read Push, as well as having seen the movie Precious, based on the novel): American Dreams and Black Wings & Blind Angels. Power literature all the way.
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
stealing Jonathan Franzen's glasses at a book party and leaving a ransom note? Love it. Wish I had the balls to do something like that. You know how I feel about Franzen despite Oprah's forgiving him. Story via The Guardian.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Monday, October 4, 2010
Friday, October 1, 2010
I submitted my essay for the 'confessions' issues [of a national women's magazine]. It was a true story of a practical joke a friend and I played on my sister-in-law, that took on a life of its own. Before you judge let me say my husband's sister was a teller of really tall tales ("I'm going on tour with Joan Jett," "Revlon is offering me a contract," that sort of thing), and I decided to call her on it. As for the confession part – we never even told my husband until it was over. Our excuse was that we wanted a 'clean' man on the outside in case anything went down (ie, someone who could pass a polygraph).
My essay was rejected. I'm used to rejection. But the only essay included that month by [another] Atlanta writer was in my humble opinion stupid. The point of her essay was that she always tried to make sure she wore a necklace every day, no matter how she felt, so people would think she had it all together. Right. Now what made it ridiculous to me, was that this gal is a local columnist, owner of a boutique PR firm with high profile political clients, and is often featured in the daily rag for her happy hours with the girls. You know, how their shoes cost more than most folks monthly car note, their cocktail tab (for 4 – 6 dames) hit just under a grand, yeah, like that. Her husband is a well known local celebrity in broadcasting who, according to the newspaper, made about half a mil a year. And I'm supposed to give any part of a rodent's anatomy that she wears a necklace to give the appearance she's together?
Now I'm really not one to toot my own vuvuzuela(sp?,) but this time I thought my story much more meaningful and entertaining. And if you would like to judge for yourself, it is the first post on my blog Memoirs Of A Misanthrope, and is titled “Don't F*%k With Me.”Is this essay worthy of publication in a national women's magazine? Thanks to The Misanthrope for sending it in.