I won’t bore you, dear reader, with the details of how I went from New York publisher Kensington producing my first novel “ANY KIND OF LUCK” to then doing the second one entirely by myself except to say that Kensington wanted a repeat “serial” of the first book and I, after ultra brief consideration, graciously declined. I’d already said what I’d wanted to say on the subject. I waited nine months for Dutton to then determine if I was worthy enough for their illustrious imprint (I wasn’t!). And then it was off to the salt mine hell of small, Indie publishing houses. I had to pull the book from one persistently mendacious publisher, got dropped by another for daring to question their imperial supremacy (and such unmitigated joy all for virtually zero money.) I finally ended up sticking the galleys in my desk drawer and sternly ignored the muffled whimpering emanating forthwith for several years before having a head-slapping, V8 moment. Self-publish and be damned! [Read more…] about Sighs Too Deep for WordsSighs Too Deep for Words
I won’t bore you, dear reader, with the details of how I went from New York publisher Kensington producing my first novel “ANY KIND OF LUCK” to then doing the second one entirely by myself except to say that Kensington wanted a repeat “serial” of the first book and I, after ultra brief consideration, graciously declined. I’d already said what I’d wanted to say on the subject. I waited nine months for Dutton to then determine if I was worthy enough for their illustrious imprint (I wasn’t!). And then it was off to the salt mine hell of small, Indie publishing houses. I had to pull the book from one persistently mendacious publisher, got dropped by another for daring to question their imperial supremacy (and such unmitigated joy all for virtually zero money.) I finally ended up sticking the galleys in my desk drawer and sternly ignored the muffled whimpering emanating forthwith for several years before having a head-slapping, V8 moment. Self-publish and be damned! [Read more…] about Sighs Too Deep for Words
The adage is absence makes the heart grow fonder.
Welcome Andrew J. Peters to the blog. He writes gay-themed fantasy fiction and is the author of
It’s a short tagline: Aged to Perfection. It’s also the message I’ve wanted to send to aging LGBT people for a long time now. We’re a population that often gets the sense our culture would just as soon we shuffle off the stage, make way for the next “30 Under 30” and generally accept our accelerating disappearance from the public consciousness once we pass the 50-year mile marker, usually sooner.
