Y'know, keeping a blog is hard. I was never a journal-keeper, and any attempts at such have always been quickly shunted aside for the latest Playstation game.
Anyway, when last we spoke, our hero (i.e. me) had received his first rejection letter. Crushed, disheartened, but unsurprised (Corey prides himself on being a realist), Corey decided the next step had to be something...bigger. More dramatic. The small, independant publisher route was hereby discarded for the time being. Corey has going to aim high.
So, flushed with my own bravado (alright, I'm trying to make this seem more exciting than putting a package in the mail actually is, so sue me), I reprinted the 250+-page beast, quickly updated my cover letter, and Canada Post-ed my masterpiece to House of Anansi Press. If you're going to get a rejection letter, might as well have it stamped with the prestige of one of Canada's premier publishing houses.
Then, the waiting. And waiting. And (wait for it) waiting.
It's the ultimate insult. No response at all. Nada. Not even a "Are you kidding us?" email. Zilch.
Now, there could be many reasons why I never heard back. Anansi was in the middle of a corporate shake-up at the time: Shelf Monkey simply got lost in the shuffle. Or, Canada Post is to blame. Or, the editor, so impressed by the quality of my writing, quits his job, spending the rest of his life in quiet contemplation of the perfect book he has so long yearned for.
Take your pick.
Coming soon - success?