The beginning
My role model : my rock musician brother said one day, "you talk too much. why don't you write what you have to say and then I will read it in my spare time."
I took it as a joke. yet, I decided it could be a fun way to communicate.
So I picked up a pen and a diary (I didn't have a fancy laptop in those days) and decided to become a writer!
When I was as far as 10 pages I showed the scribbled things to my role model.
"You should send it to the publishers or literary agents. It's their job to read, not mine. Why are you harassing me?"
It 's been 18 years, since the blessed day I have been harassing literary agents and publishers by sending them all sorts of query letters, asking them/ requesting them / begging them in the most polite manner to see my material. at times I have used endearments such as Dear and My dear too. I have send fancy envelopes, pink and black colored ones some with perfume too, just to entice them. At times I was just short of screaming my love, my adoration for them.
Many-er times I have actually gone to temples, churches and mosques with my envelopes. Placed them at his Lordships feet, seeking blessing, the extra special ones that make multi million dollar writers who live like movie stars!
"I want to be famous and rich."
I think this is the standard prayer now-a-days by all living species including the pigs and the cows, come what country, religion or Gods or devils they belong to.
But, these, the literary agents and publishers are one stubborn species!
They have been writing rejection letters, since the same blessed day I put my pen on that colorful diary page, all thought not with the same frequency or passion.
But one thing I pride in other than my persistence: they are not as creative as I am.
I have written ten books.
They still have the same standard rejection letter!
.....but as long as I am there on the same earth as them, there got to be hope! Right?
My role model : my rock musician brother said one day, "you talk too much. why don't you write what you have to say and then I will read it in my spare time."
I took it as a joke. yet, I decided it could be a fun way to communicate.
So I picked up a pen and a diary (I didn't have a fancy laptop in those days) and decided to become a writer!
When I was as far as 10 pages I showed the scribbled things to my role model.
"You should send it to the publishers or literary agents. It's their job to read, not mine. Why are you harassing me?"
It 's been 18 years, since the blessed day I have been harassing literary agents and publishers by sending them all sorts of query letters, asking them/ requesting them / begging them in the most polite manner to see my material. at times I have used endearments such as Dear and My dear too. I have send fancy envelopes, pink and black colored ones some with perfume too, just to entice them. At times I was just short of screaming my love, my adoration for them.
Many-er times I have actually gone to temples, churches and mosques with my envelopes. Placed them at his Lordships feet, seeking blessing, the extra special ones that make multi million dollar writers who live like movie stars!
"I want to be famous and rich."
I think this is the standard prayer now-a-days by all living species including the pigs and the cows, come what country, religion or Gods or devils they belong to.
But, these, the literary agents and publishers are one stubborn species!
They have been writing rejection letters, since the same blessed day I put my pen on that colorful diary page, all thought not with the same frequency or passion.
But one thing I pride in other than my persistence: they are not as creative as I am.
I have written ten books.
They still have the same standard rejection letter!
.....but as long as I am there on the same earth as them, there got to be hope! Right?
Well written... So true about the lack of creativity of the publishers and literary agents rejection letters.
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