About ten months ago, I sold my first novel, Amaranth to Juliet Ulman at Bantam/Spectra. I've mentioned the thing off and on since then, in the occasional blog-post, but really, things have been understandably quiet as I waited out the process. About four months ago, I handed in a second draft of the story, based on a conversation Juliet and I had
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BTW: You make it look like SURGERY.
Plus, you did it all with a cat on your lap. Very smooth.
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It's the only way to roll . . .
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The waiting is the hardest part. It preys upon you, man. Just preys.
And yeah, the idea that you write alone...another writer myth bites the dust.
Catherine
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Maybe just write better books?
Catherine
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Boo! That's too hard :)
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Pimp.
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