It’s been almost exactly a year since I made that announcement the first time around after receiving a letter from Ellora’s Cave informing me that they’d like to offer me a contract.
Ellora’s Cave went out of business last fall, and I was back where I started from.
This time the offer letter comes from NineStar Press, a fairly new publisher that focuses on LGBTQIA titles. My book fits in better with their lineup than it did with Ellora’s Cave’s array of steamy erotic romances, and they don’t appear to have any skeletons in their closet the way EC did with their public and rancorous dispute with their authors.
I’m relieved; I feel more or less the way I do after a really long hike when I finally stumble into the train station to catch the ride back home. I’m tired of pitching and querying. I wasn’t close to giving up or anything but I am happy to stop. I just went to the Rainbow Book Fair at John Jay College last weekend, trundling along a box of 3-page handouts and business cards, hoping to meet some new LGBTQIA publishers, and did, but most of the tables were authors selling their books and most of the publishers were fiction-centric or poetry-centric or were otherwise not interested in a memoir. It’s so hard not to become jaded and I worry that I broadcast it, that they’ll be able to read between the lines and sense that I don’t expect them to want to publish me, you know? So good riddance to that portion of the endeavor, it’s nice to put it aside for now (and hopefully for a long while to come, at least until the next book).
Speaking of next book, NineStar included an inquiry about anything else I may have, so (assuming of course that this all pans out) I’ll be giving them first crack at That Guy in Our Women’s Studies Class when I finally get it ready for the light of day.
I also feel excited, of course, but it’s a cautious excited. I’ve been in this position before and I have no published books sitting on my bookshelf to show for it. In addition to the prospect of NineStar going belly-up after the fashion of Ellora’s Cave, unlikely as that may be, it might transpire that NineStar’s editors and I reach some kind of irreconcilable impasse or that something in the contractual specifics turns out to be a dealbreaker for me. Or I get a follow-up letter “Oops, we had a board meeting and unfortunately we are rescinding our offer of a contract to all authors not born under water signs”. None of this is at all likely but I am wary, twice-burned already (back in 1982 an interested ‘publisher’ turned out to be an opportunistic vanity press that had somehow learned I was querying), and uninclined to fully count my unhatched chickens.
What else? Impatience for sure. I’m craving the beginning of the editing process and getting all the preliminaries and learning when my book will be coming out. And then gearing up for the promotional activities and trying to obtain book reviews. I wanna get this show on the road.
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