Think again, ladies and gents. In today’s market you have to hit into the next county! I’m talking about a kick-ass-grab-an-editor-by-the-throat-and-smothering-them-with-awesomeness story. Daunting isn’t it? It is. Big time, and here’s how I know: I have a multi-published, award winning friend who is an awesomely talented writer. I hate her most days ’cause she is so good and I know, no matter how hard I try, I will never ever be able to combine words in a sentence like she does. Yeah, yeah, nobody writes like Karin Tabke either (and maybe that’s a good thing?) but I’m here to say, my friend is not only an awesome wordsmith but she can tell a story. Oh, boy can she.
So she writes this incredible proposal. No, not just incredible. Infuckingcredible! It goes out. Editors are wetting their pants with anticipation. Slowly, one by one the rejections trickle in. WTF?!
But wait! There are two big houses that are sending the project up the acquisitions chain. And wait, another one rethinks and decides she loves it after all and retracts her rejection. Time passes. This infuckingcredible proposal makes it as far as a project can make it and then? No thanks. And a no thanks because of stuff that could have been easily revised. Or perhaps it was some other factor other than the story itself. Maybe their list is too full, maybe the agent scared them off or maybe they knew they couldn’t get it for a song. I don’t know, I wasn’t a fly on the wall, but I’m still shaking my head over this one.
It only makes me realize, that in this market, you have to be better than good: You have to be infuckingcredible, and even then there may be unknown factors involved, and alas, a great project still gets passed on. I’m not worried about my friend, she has lots of books contracted and her schedule is full, but this particular project was her baby. That story needs to be told, people!
Having gone through this entire process with my friend, it has made me realize, we are all very much dispensable. I’ve known that. I am, first and foremost a business woman. I get it, numbers rule. Period. End of story. But the game is different now. You have to bring your A game even before you show up. And when the crowd boos you, you have to look them in the eye, tip your hat and take the swings, because if you don’t? Now, you have truly failed.
You can fail by striking out or you can fail by not showing up. Failure can be both a verb and a noun. I’ll take the verb form. Because if I didn’t, I’d be the noun version. And I am not a failure.
So, as you’re writing, keep thinking, infuckingcredible. Take chances, be brave and even if you go down swinging know you were in the game. Then? Dust yourself off and try, try again.
Karin* who has a proposal of her own out there. She’s keeping everything crossed she hit it into the next county. Time will tell, in the meantime, she’s working hard on making her current wip the best book she has ever written.
What are you dong to ensure the book you’re writing is infuckingcredible?