The offer of a contract for my debut novel.
I don’t know what I expected when I saw the email from the publishers. Maybe a phone call, with the Star Spangled Banner playing in the background. I stared at the email. Shut my phone off. Walked around a bit. Mopped my brow. Sat on the sofa. Switched phone back on, and yup, it was still there, with the most startling message…
I thought it must be a joke – or more likely I’d sent my manuscript to a PAY AS YOU GO Self- publishing affair – (not that’s a bad thing of course) but I felt sure I hadn’t. Then I began thinking this must be a scam. Really. You hear of all sorts.
I researched the company again. Honestly! I doubted myself, not them.
I have to be frank when I received the offer – it still felt just as unreal as the pandemic – but the reasons for wanting to share my news- is not just the obvious – a selfish one –to get the word about – I hope a few of my words have been helpful and some hope to anyone who have not had much luck with getting their work published…. yet.