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A dog eat dog world. I've been researching the biz and am searching for a Literary Agent but a feeling of dispair consistently arises. Agents only looking for safe bets, people unwilling to read anything they think would be unprofitable, and the many many scam artist around.
I wonder, how is it when you get pass this little annoyance of finding a publisher? Doors open up when you make a name for yourself but does it ever lose that feeling of being treated like a talented whore?
The law I see around here is "Money flows to the writer" but I wonder what that is worth? I've read of people re-editing their manuscripts several times for it to sell but does that mean they were never satisfied with their work to begin with? Priorities, priorities, priorities; maybe they just needed the money or had a point to prove. I just wonder what was lost?
Going over what I've written here, it comes off as whiny and bleak. I suppose that is the nature of business. "Money flows to the writer because agents and publishers need a writer to sell."
I don't know, maybe I just needed to let out some of the haze. Eh, I'll sweat it out eventually.
"There's no such thing as the real world, its just a lie you've got to rise above."
John Mayer
I wonder, how is it when you get pass this little annoyance of finding a publisher? Doors open up when you make a name for yourself but does it ever lose that feeling of being treated like a talented whore?
The law I see around here is "Money flows to the writer" but I wonder what that is worth? I've read of people re-editing their manuscripts several times for it to sell but does that mean they were never satisfied with their work to begin with? Priorities, priorities, priorities; maybe they just needed the money or had a point to prove. I just wonder what was lost?
Going over what I've written here, it comes off as whiny and bleak. I suppose that is the nature of business. "Money flows to the writer because agents and publishers need a writer to sell."
I don't know, maybe I just needed to let out some of the haze. Eh, I'll sweat it out eventually.
"There's no such thing as the real world, its just a lie you've got to rise above."
John Mayer