I began writing fiction in 2004, a few years after I retired from practicing law. I had my first short story published in 2007 when I won an award at the writers’ conference. I had my second story published by a commercial press in 2008, and my first novel, Josef Jaeger, was published in 2009. Josef Jaeger won multiple awards; a copy is now on the shelves at the Library of Congress.
My second novel, Tyler Buckspan, was selected by the American Library Association for inclusion in its 2014 Rainbow List as recommended reading for young adult, LGBT readers. Tyler Buckspan is now on the shelves of many public libraries throughout the U.S. and Canada.
So, one would think that by now my writing would be respected by publishers. After all, I’ve been at this for over ten years and I know how to write good quality fiction. But this morning I received a standard rejection e-mail from a publisher I submitted my latest novel to, back in April. This is a large book, over 140,000 words. And I think it’s a very good book. But I guess the publisher thought otherwise.
It’s days like this when I wonder whether I’m making a mistake by pursuing fiction writing as a second career. I mean, how much more do I have to do in order to earn respect from the publishing world?
As I guess you can tell, I’m feeling terribly frustrated right now, but I will persevere and I will have my book published elsewhere. Now, it’s back to the keyboard ….