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mrockwellUpdate
February 2010 Tally
Submissions: 0
Rejections: 0
Sales: 1
Total submissions for 2010: 1
Total rejections: 3
Total sales: 1
Ave. submissions/month for 2010: 1
Percent sales for 2010: 100%
Too bad that sales percentage has nowhere to go but down, heh.
Writing
The first draft of my latest Eberron novel is safely in the hands of my editor, and I can relax for the first time in months. It was actually due earlier, but with everything going on with Max, I just wasn't able to meet that deadline, and Wizards of the Coast and my editor were gracious enough to grant me an extension, for which I am abjectly grateful.
Obviously, Max's medical problems were an unforeseeable and catastrophic circumstance, which is exactly what deadline extensions are designed for, but I have to admit I've been very stressed about having had to ask for one. It doesn't matter how good my reasons for needing it were. The number one rule of freelancing is "NEVER miss a deadline." Breaking it makes me feel -- and, I'm afraid, look -- incredibly unprofessional, and that's not a comfortable place to be, especially in this economy.
I wonder if getting my next book in six months early would make up for it? Heh.
Everything Else
Max started waving today. I think he meant to clap, and missed, but we made such a big deal out of it that he kept it up. Another example of serendipity at work, heh.
February 2010 Tally
Submissions: 0
Rejections: 0
Sales: 1
Total submissions for 2010: 1
Total rejections: 3
Total sales: 1
Ave. submissions/month for 2010: 1
Percent sales for 2010: 100%
Too bad that sales percentage has nowhere to go but down, heh.
Writing
The first draft of my latest Eberron novel is safely in the hands of my editor, and I can relax for the first time in months. It was actually due earlier, but with everything going on with Max, I just wasn't able to meet that deadline, and Wizards of the Coast and my editor were gracious enough to grant me an extension, for which I am abjectly grateful.
Obviously, Max's medical problems were an unforeseeable and catastrophic circumstance, which is exactly what deadline extensions are designed for, but I have to admit I've been very stressed about having had to ask for one. It doesn't matter how good my reasons for needing it were. The number one rule of freelancing is "NEVER miss a deadline." Breaking it makes me feel -- and, I'm afraid, look -- incredibly unprofessional, and that's not a comfortable place to be, especially in this economy.
I wonder if getting my next book in six months early would make up for it? Heh.
Everything Else
Max started waving today. I think he meant to clap, and missed, but we made such a big deal out of it that he kept it up. Another example of serendipity at work, heh.
