
So…the thing people tell you that you never, ever believe about the world of publishing is “prepare to wait.” Because…well, everyone else has to wait, right? Your query letter is the one that will get plucked from the pile and immediately noticed. Your story is the one that will sell
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A minute later, she was dragging a heavy marble-topped table across the floor, its rusty castors screeching in protest. She rolled the table under the window, gathered up her skirts, climbed on it and tiptoed to reach the heavy curtain pole. It was almost out of her reach and she
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She was sitting there waiting for something or somebody and, since sitting and waiting was the only thing to do just then, she sat and waited with all her might and main. Anne of Green Gables, Lucy Maud Montgomery The countdown continues…and today you can not only sign up to
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“What are you doing up so late, Prima Donna?” he asked. “It’s not Saturday night, you know.” “I was sitting at the window,” she whispered, “waiting for my arm to drop off.” – Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn Is the release of one’s first book as anguishing as
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Be patient, Jo, don’t get despondent or do rash things, write to me often, and be my brave girl, ready to help and cheer all. – Marmee’s last words as she leaves to take care of Father in Washington, Little Women by Louisa May Alcott When I update my friends
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