Another publisher's rejection makes it a round dozen––fortunately the reasons have been astonishingly diverse. Too highbrow for some, too pedestrian for others––unstated in all this is the assumption that any novel set in Japan (not by Haruki Murakami, and not featuring anime characters, samurai, or geisha) will fail to sell.
I am not super fazed because, somehow (through decent, uncontrived writing, one would like to think) I have built a stable readership over the three months of this blog's existence. 6,000 views per month wildly exceeds my expectations and restores faith that there are human people out there. Thanks!
I am now considering one more pass at Arisugawa Park, where I put back some of the detailed passages and (yawn-inducing?) prose that was cut in tandem with my agent, in the name of salability to the traditional publishers.
The book will operate as a virtual tip jar, where readers of the (SEO alert) Damon Shulenberger endurancewriter blog can feel free to pass on a few bucks to their humble neighborhood prose crawler.
I am eagerly awaiting a piece of art by April Jardine Limuran, my old Earth Fabric partner in crime that will create the perfect cover image. What you see above is my implausible attempt at concept ideation. I assure you, April is fully capable of turning a turd like that into a masterpiece.
I am not super fazed because, somehow (through decent, uncontrived writing, one would like to think) I have built a stable readership over the three months of this blog's existence. 6,000 views per month wildly exceeds my expectations and restores faith that there are human people out there. Thanks!
I am now considering one more pass at Arisugawa Park, where I put back some of the detailed passages and (yawn-inducing?) prose that was cut in tandem with my agent, in the name of salability to the traditional publishers.
The book will operate as a virtual tip jar, where readers of the (SEO alert) Damon Shulenberger endurancewriter blog can feel free to pass on a few bucks to their humble neighborhood prose crawler.
I am eagerly awaiting a piece of art by April Jardine Limuran, my old Earth Fabric partner in crime that will create the perfect cover image. What you see above is my implausible attempt at concept ideation. I assure you, April is fully capable of turning a turd like that into a masterpiece.
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