![]() ![]() ![]() To say, maybe not this book, but some book. It requires you to ignore the pile of we liked it, we just didn’t love it rejections and confront the blank page once again. This job demands faith, not in some nebulous benevolent force in the universe, but in yourself. When you have an inbox full of rejections and you feel like crap and anything seems better than handing over your heart for other people to examine, critique and reject. Who will really give a shit about what you have to say? Who the hell do you think you are? What makes you such a sparkly little unicorn? ![]() When you tell yourself that you’re crazy. The hardest part attacks you at 2am when you wonder what the hell you are doing. It isn’t desperately trying to promote your work without selling your soul. ![]() It isn’t getting an offer from a publishing house. The hardest part of the publishing process isn’t finding a literary agent. It sounds like it all came together so easily for me, which is accurate in some ways and incredibly misleading in others. That book sold in a three book deal to KensingtonTeen, which was expanded into a five book deal. I wrote a YA book over the summer, pitched to literary agents, and had representation before I returned to school. I was hired to write my autobiography my freshman year of college and by my nineteenth birthday it was on the New York Public Library’s Stuff for the Teen Age 2010 list. My road to publication is rather unusual. ![]()
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