In Life, There is no Partial Credit
I *almost* sold a story. Sometimes I wonder if there isn’t a nice balance between rejections with comments and form letters.
On the one hand, I’m glad to know what kept the mag from buying my story. On the other hand, it’s tough to know that one small thing (ok, a central premise of the tale which I’m not sure will ever be to that reader’s taste…) kept my story from selling.
With a little help from my friends, however, I should be able to edit and clear that up at least a bit (already started on that part, so we’ll see).
But darnit. Almost. There.
Edit to add: I wrote and asked if they’d look at a rewrite, and they will! So there might be hope yet. Go go go little story.
Meanwhile, back to edits on things and stuff. And maybe some fricken writing. I really want to be done with this novel draft already.
But first, back to ‘research’. Also known as reading 17 Drizzt books. Every one of those books made the NY best seller’s list, so I’m picking them apart to see what worked. (Or you know, devouring the silly DnD heroics like candy, which is almost the same thing).
I think my stories need more kick-ass heroes.
