As I hinted at late last week, I received my first rejection letter for the new manuscript. Surprising? Well, yes and no. I wasn't surprised to be rejected by the first publisher I contacted. However, I was a bit caught off guard by the reasonings.
Ultimately, two factors came into play. One I can understand yet cannot remedy because of the cost of doing so. The second... well, altering that would change the entire premise of the book! It was a long wait for naught, but I remain undaunted by the result. I have gleaned some positive feedback on my material and I know that all will end well. I'm taking a risk with this project and sadly, publishers fear risk. Most authors in the past have dealt with rejection and it's part of the job. Thinking outside the box has its price to pay.
I was disheartened and saddened for all of two hours. I can't allow myself to wallow for long. Besides, publishers are a dime a dozen, right? Someone will be more receptive. I have many friends standing behind me on this project and many others who are very excited about it, so I remain steadfast in my belief that it will become something good. I'll begin going through my list of publishers this week again and pursuing someone with an open mind willing to take the risk.
Meanwhile, I have plenty more writing to finish and places to research. It'll be a busy month again for me, but I don't mind in the slightest.