Yesterday was a good day. I pulled back a story that had been stuck with an editor for more than ten months and sent it to someone else. She responded in sixteen minutes that she likes it and will take it to committee. In a seven minute period I heard from that editor plus two colleagues, Tim Rasinski and Mary Jo Fresch, on separate book projects that we’re starting. Now both of those future books (fingers crossed) are moving along into the proposal stage. This all happened by 8:00 a.m. What a strange business. In the last few days I’ve placed one book for sure, three others with strong probability, and started two more. Just when I was about out of something to do — remember last week when I got up without a task? — now I’m full boat with projects to attend to.
Yesterday I also stopped what I was doing long enough to comply with a request from my editor at Boyds Mills Press who needed all my research notes/resources for a book of nonfiction poems scheduled for 2019. I pulled them together — all 74 pages, 25,500 words — and sent them to her.
The afternoon news was of a different sort. I received an e-mail from Boyds Mills Press informing me that due to a change in distributors twelve of my old titles are being taken out of the line. Boom. Like that. So if you have ever wanted a copy of any of the following titles, here’s your notice.
Farmer’s Dog Goes to The Forest
Farmer’s Garden (p)
Somebody Catch My Homework (p)
Piggy Wiglet…Great Adventure
Vacation: We’re Going to the Ocean
At the risk of sounding redundant, it’s a strange business we’re in.