I'm big in Europe. Honestly.
Well, that last post was sort of random. Sorry about that. Navel gazing and what have you. Work yesterday was nearly intolerable, and I spent a lot of time wondering what the fuck I was doing, and why I was doing it. Anyway.
The rewrite for InterZone is going fairly well. It's almost done. Well, the first pass is almost done. Jetse has expressed a willingness to go through several drafts, going so far as to say that he would prefer to do it that way. I have a strange feeling about this story. I have sort of a history with Jetse now. In the May e-sub period for IZ, he passed one of my stories up to the editorial counsel and really wanted it to sell, but it stalled and didn't make the cut. He wrote me the longest rejection letter I've ever gotten, 1300 words, describing what went right and what went wrong, and how best to make a sale next time. To be clear, Jetse really liked the story, and if it had been just him making the decision it would have sold. He even asked me to notify him if the story sold somewhere else, so he could buy a copy. It did sell, and to a magazine that Jetse already subscribes to, so all is well.
When August rolled around, I submitted two stories. The first he put on hold, and eventually it made the final cut and moved to the full counsel, where it's sitting right now. The second is the rewrite request. I have no question in my mind that if I hadn't already made an impression with the first two stories (the one in May, and the first of the August stories) that this story would have been rejected. I could be wrong, but that's the feeling I have.
The best part about the rewrite is that I'm realizing that I was telling the wrong story. I'm getting an insight into the editorial process, I'm seeing the story with fresh eyes and I'm learning how to plot better. At the very least I'm going to come out of it with a much, much better story. At the best, I might end up making a sale to a really great magazine. It's crazy.
Anyway. I suppose I just wanted to vent all that, and to thank Jetse for being a hell of an editor. As the kids are saying: Roxor.