Saturday, September 15, 2012

The Curious Case of Writer Entitlement

Picture, if you will, a scenario:

It’s after dark. You’ve just gotten home from working a double shift at the restaurant/department store/hospital. Your feet are throbbing and you smell like burnt cheese/cheap perfume/excrement. You’re too tired to eat but it's probably ok to check your email for a response to your latest query.

The one that’s been rejected almost 100 times.

The one you edited and revised until you were blue in the face, and then you edited it again.

The one you finally, courageously, after three months of fear and waffling, sent to your Dream Agent, who reps your favorite author and writes hilarious tweets.

Yeah. That query.

And look: your inbox has a response. Your palms start to sweat. Your pulse is racing so fast you can feel it in your ears and your heart’s just lodged in your throat, almost choking you with possibility. Terror. Possibility.

You click on the email.

Dear Author…

Your heart sinks. But you steal your courage and continue to read.

Thank you for your submission of “The Best Novel You’ll Never Read.” Unfortunately, it’s not right for our list at this time.


Your Once Upon A Dream Agent

You close your eyes. Behind closed lids, you witness a lifetime of accolades slipping through your hands: the book deal, the signings, the beautiful letters you’ll receive from fans: “I love your books!” “You’re my favorite author!” “Your writing literally changed my life!”

When your eyes open again, your lashes are wet. Taunting words circle around your head: Not right for our list. Not right. Not right.

Not. Not. Not.

You start getting defensive. Your pride is wounded. Your baby has been insulted! You put your heart and soul into this thing. How could they reject it? And, in spite of professionalism, in spite of the subjectivity of the business, you start to think, what would it hurt to send one angry response?

After all, Dream Agent gets 400 emails a day. Is one little email going to make a difference? You’ll get to say your piece, this feeling of helplessness will subside, and nothing bad will come of it.


Well guess what? An agent was assaulted Thursday night. A man tracked her down in her car and attacked her. A man she rejected.

An agent who, as a professional person, as a human being, had every right to feel safe at her job, and in her home, was ATTACKED because she rejected someone’s work.

And it’s really easy to say what she could’ve done to prevent it. It’s really easy to say the guy was a raving lunatic and leave it at that. Everything’s simple, and tied up neatly, and this will never happen again.

Except right now, a dozen writers are electronically lashing out at agents who rejected them. Attacking them personally, calling them names, and makes threats.

Agents are receiving stories detailing the deaths of their family members in response to rejections.

Not long ago, a man claimed he’d kidnapped a bunch of agents' children in order to get their attention.

And ALL OF THESE THINGS are connected.

More and more, there seems to be an odd sense of entitlement in the writing community—an entitlement you don’t see in other professions. Would we expect a restaurant manager to spend hours of his time examining our serving abilities FOR FREE, and then lash out at him if he didn't think we were perfect for the position? Would we send an angry, embittered letter to the guy who didn’t hire us for a sales job?

Dear “Manager,” (if that is your real name)

You don’t know what you’re missing. You just passed up the greatest pre-paid cell phone salesman that ever lived. You’re clearly a hack.


The J.K. Rowling of cell phone sales

Yeah. Wouldn't happen. It wouldn’t happen because we don’t want to burn any professional bridges. It’s just not done. It’s not proper.


So why would anyone, who ever hoped to be a success in this profession, behave so unprofessionally when pursing their dream? What is it about this business that makes people forget it is a business?

People who reject our work aren’t rejecting us as people. They’re not even saying our work is bad. They’re saying that, at the intersection of Things I Love to Read, and Things I Can Sell, this book is a tiny bit south. Or west. Northeast, whatever.

And it’s okay for them to say that. They have that right.

So maybe, as a community of writers, of creators, of lovers not fighters, we can come together, all of us, and say, I’m not going to behave like that. I love my art, and I put my heart into it, but this is a business and I’m going to behave professionally.

Because the alternative is an industry of agents who don’t feel safe responding to ANY query they aren’t in love with, which is going to leave the lot of us with empty inboxes, wondering, what if? Did they even get my query?

Is this somehow my fault?

Sunday, September 9, 2012


It's time for a Moving-Themed Book Giveaway!!!  

I'm giving away three fabulous YA novels that follow the theme of moving, 
being moved or being on the move (plus an Amazon gift card)!


To celebrate the move of THE S-WORD’S release date!!!!
May 7, 2013

The giveaway beings at 12:00 A.M. ET on Monday, September 10th 
and ends at 12:00 A.M. ET on Monday, September 17th. 


 The prizes are:

Zombies and unicorns are on the move in this hilarious anthology edited by Holly Black and Justine Larbalestier!

When 16-year-old Rhine is stolen away from her home and sold to the wealthy Linden, in a future where women only live to be twenty, she must fight to regain her freedom, her family and her life. 

Aristotle and Dante become best friends at fifteen, 
but can their friendship survive time, distance and the secrets they both keep?

$10 gift card!!!

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