Lately, I’ve been running into a lot of people who have been almost published. And when I say this, I mean really almost published–these people have had agents who have gone back and forth with major publishing houses, negotiating deals, only to have them fall through due to a technicality–or more likely, through the attention deficit disorder-driven whimsy of New Yorkers.
It’s strange, but conversation always turns to New York–and how fucking flaky and inconsiderate New Yorkers are. It’s so consistent it’s uncanny. They love you one day; and ignore you the next. What’s odd about it is that somehow this reputation gets reflected back to the West Coast–we’re the ones who supposedly drop the ball. Anyone else had this experience?
And why am I so bitter this morning?
And did anyone else enjoy seeing both New York teams flop?
Go Cards! Go Tigers! May FOX’s ratings sink into the abyss!