After months of submissions to literary agents and after dozens of various types of rejections, I’m on the second level cusp of possibly landing a deal. But the publishing business is subjective; so are agents. As I gather the materials I need to send to this agency, I do so apprehensively.
After six years of penning my catharsis that unintentionally turned into a book, spilling my blood and tears, reliving the horrors again and again, enduring recurring nightmares, bouts of depression, PTSD, and insomnia, I finally can see a flicker of light at the end of the proverbial tunnel.
Rejections sting. I hope I am sending them enough to keep their interest piqued. We’ll see.
J.K. Rawling is one of my heroes. She didn’t give up even though she received dozens of rejections over five years. Many famous authors dealt with several rejections before their books became bestsellers.
Agatha Christie (the world’s best-selling author of all time) endured five years of continual rejections before her first bestseller. Chicken Soup for the Soul received 140 rejections before Jack Canfield and Mark Vincent Hansen sold 125 million copies. “The Tale of Peter Rabbit” by Beatrix Potter was rejected so many times she decided to self-publish 250 copies. It has now sold 45 million.”
I am no J. K. Rawling, Jack Canfield, Beatrix Potter, or Agatha Christie but I believe I am a woman with a powerful story geared to help a variety of readers.
That does not mean to say that I expect my book to become a bestseller, but it would sure be nice to finally see it on bookshelves. Several of my followers show an interest in reading my book which humbles me greatly.
However, if my book opens eyes and/or saves someone from the horrors of sexual violence or human trafficking, then all the traumatic memories, rivers of tears, sleepless late hours, and burning eyes will make my memoir worth it all.