What a SCREW UP!!!
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I’m not sure of the pub date for Thoroughly Mannerly Millicent…
You might think that’s strange, but not half as strange as the story about why I’m scared to ask. I’ve flubbed up so horribly with TMM. (Thoroughly Mannerly Millicent) After a harrowing weekend trying to set my publishing nightmare right, I was told I’d have the final edits for TMM in a month.
I guess I should share what I did, so you can avoid a similar mistake. (like anyone would really do this)
I pitched Thoroughly Mannerly Millicent to Avalon at RWA conference 2004. I had thirty pages written and the editor asked for the full manuscript. I began writing on the drive back to Phoenix and three weeks later had a finished and polished manuscript, thanks in great part to my critique group…the butterscotch martini girls. www.butterscotchmartinigirls.com
So this is about two years ago…and then I received a contract for the manuscript this August. And while I’m published, everything I’ve done has been via computer. When I read the contract, I realized what I’d sent Avalon two years earlier had been way too short of their required word count.
Why would she agree to buy a book too short?
I got busy and added about 10,000 words and it was still too short. However, I failed to mention to my editor I’d changed the manuscript. I’m thinking…”She’s going to love me for this.” …I’ve gotten rid of the pesky “W” word…was. I dropped those weak verbs with ing endings. I added tags and got rid of he said/she said. And I’ve upped the word count! What a clever girl I am! Those of you who are published are cringing right now.
In the meantime, my editor sent edits…to the wrong addy. I waited until the day before they were due to call her. At this point, we work through the address problem and she emails the edits. Only they aren’t line edits like I’m accustomed to getting …they are done by page number. Do you get the picture?
My page numbers now no longer match hers.
I had to call her back and tell her what I did. I could tell by the tight sound of her voice, I’d suddenly become a big pain in her keister. I promised I’d get them done and in the mail, sent overnight by the next day.
Wait! Where did I put the original manuscript? I’ve moved twice across country in the last two years. I also have a dilapidated Victorian in small town Ohio where I’ve stuck stuff I couldn’t get moved. I’m not too worried because I have an old trusty hard-drive where I’m sure it is. I go hook it up and push the button to power it up and the button collapses. So what do I do?…dismantle the computer or start looking elsewhere. I have five computers…don’t ask. Most all of the new ones don’t take disks, and I can’t find the disk with TMM on it anyway. Eventually I found a version near enough to make sense to me.
Breathing easier…
Until I get a closer look at the edits… and there are a couple of things there I don’t quite “get”. By now it’s well past the end of the workday in NY and my editor didn’t give me her home number.
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I’d promised to get them in the mail the next day, so I did the best I could. Sent a fax to NY proving I’d sent the package overnight on Friday. In the meantime…I thought I’d send a backup copy on Saturday since Friday’s excursion to the post office was $20.50. Sending the backup on Saturday was less then $9.00.
In my fax, I told the editor she’d find a detailed explanation of the changes in page numbers…”page 109 is now 158″…
Who knew the backup copy could get there before the one I’d over-nighted with my detailed list? The editor said she was just getting ready to email me(again) when the first copy arrived at her office.
A day in the life…
By the way, at the last minute I’ve decided to give away an eCopy of Knights of the Magical Realm: Warrior Gone Wild in a drawing from the comments to this post! November 15th…write a comment and your name will be entered!
Also, It’s Friday afternoon and we’re headed for Disneyland…if you comment and it doesn’t show up…I have to moderate because I didn’t figure out how to do otherwise. I’ll moderate this evening…
It’s now the following Friday afternoon and Tiffany is in the hospital…I knew she shouldn’t have chemo this week with how low her blood count was. I’m at the house with three little kids and without a clue to how she’s doing.














