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My Progress in Finding RepresentationPast HistoryI completed my first novel, Remote Control, some ten years ago and attempted without success to place it directly with editors at several publishing houses.That was an interesting process in itself. At the time, I was working for a publishing house in Boston (G.K. Hall & Co.) that did not publish original fiction, but the publishing business being what it is many of the editors there had worked at several other houses, and went on to work at several more during my seven-year employment at Hall, meaning that I had some contacts in the business. So my first round of submissions went to friends of friends, or anyone to whom I could elicit an introduction from friends of friends. I got a lot of comments from the editors and the one agent I approached this way. Almost unanimously they agreed that Remote Control was well-written and powerful, and unanimously they declined the manuscript. The main reasons they gave were the fact that the protagonist was an unsympathetic character, the narrative style crossed genre boundaries, and the overall tone of the book was too dark. Next I began sending the manuscript out to publishers whose entries in The Writer's Market suggested that they would be interested. Some of these editors also praised the book, others had no comment, although once again none of them wanted to publish it. For what it's worth, a few of these editors also commented that I wrote the best cover letters they'd ever received. Finally, after about two years, I gave up in disgust. It was a severe emotional drain to keep sending manuscripts out and waiting for rejections. If someone had said to me that the book was badly written I might have occupied myself in rewriting it, but no one ever suggested that. Besides, I had other things to occupy me, such as travel in Europe, marriage, moving to North Carolina, a career change, and the birth of my children. I put a temporary halt to my efforts. The Present DayNow I have resumed writing, and I am roughly halfway through a second novel, Between Two A.M. and Dawn. I've decided that it makes more sense to concentrate on my writing and find a professional agent to concentrate on selling the books to the publishers. Moreover, the criticisms that made Remote Control sound like a unsellable property ten years ago, while still true of the book, no longer sound so much like criticisms. The advent and popularity of The X-Files and movies like Natural Born Killers, with their themes of antiheroes controlled by forces outside themselves, their dark tones, and most importantly their emphasis on negative capability, suggest that Remote Control might well have aged into a much more commercial property.So I set out to find myself an agent. For my first pass, I searched the World Wide Web for listings of agents and compiled a list of those who sounded legitimate, and whose interests seemed to cover books like mine. My progress so far:
Some other effortsI attended the North Carolina Writers' Network Fall Conference, in Wilmington, NC, this past November and made a couple of interesting contacts there. (Yes, this is six months out of date. I've been busy.) One of the speakers at the banquet was Stanley Colbert, currently a visiting faculty member at UNCW, formerly President of HarperCollins Canada, Jack Kerouac's agent for On the Road and oddly enough producer of the television series "Flipper" and "Gentle Ben." He had a number of genuinely funny stories to tell about his experiences, and it seemed to me that the point of several of these was that the folks who get published are the pushy folks.So I went up to him after his talk and said "Mr. Colbert, it seems to me that the point of many of your stories is that it's the pushy folks who get published." He agreed. So I said, "Okay, I'm going to get pushy, and it's your own fault. I want you to read my manuscript and tell me whether I should continue trying to get it published as is, do a complete rewrite, and just shelve it and move on." He agreed again, and gave me his address. So I mailed him the ms, he read some of it (not all, I'm afraid) and opined that the writing was good, but without a rewrite I would probably just go on getting encouraging rejections. This gave me considerable pause to think. Did I really want to get involved in rewriting something I completed a decade ago, and have been happy with on my own terms at least? Finally I decided that I did not. Rather, I am going to continue to look for an editor who will take an interest in the ms as is. If an editor asks me to makes specific changes, or rewrite the book in a specific manner, and the changes make sense to me I will gladly undertake them. But to make speculative changes in the absence of any editorial interest seems to me to be as likely to hurt the book as to help it. I think that my other contact at the NCWN conference helped shape this response. The other speaker I'm referring to was Peter Guzzardi, Senior Editor at Harmony Books. He was part of a panel on publishing, and during the Q&A session I asked about making speculative rewrites to a book with problems of genre identity, submitting sample chapters from a book whose nature changes radically outside the requested three chapters, and so on. His answers were encouraging, largely because he seemed to know already that there existed good books with these problems, and because he was frank about the very small likelihood that anyone would be interested in the current atmosphere of bottom-line publishing. So after the session I approached him and quoted my line about pushy people and deciding to become pushy myself. He was amused, so I asked him to dig deep in his knowledge of people in the publishing world and give me the name of an editor who would be likeliest to enjoy a book such as mine. After some thought he came up with the name of an editor at Avon Books. To make a long story short, I sent him a query letter explaining exactly how I had described the book to Peter and he had recommended this editor, and the editor (now actually considerably promoted from mere editorship) turned me over to the chief science fiction editor at Avon, who in turn rejected my ms because it wasn't science fiction. Currently (again, as of May 21, 1998) I have no place further to send my ms. I have shelved it until a new idea of how to push it comes to me, and I am concentrating on writing short stories while some problems with my second novel work themselves out in the back of my mind. |
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