bother

[julesjones]

I should have asked "where's my contract?" sooner. It turns out that the editor *did* send the contract for the story I sold to a Haworth anthology -- but to the wrong address. It is alas too late to get the story back in the anthology, but he has apologised profusely and very decently said he will pay me anyway. So I'm not out the money, or technically the credit for the sale; but it would have been nice to have the exposure.

In fact, it would have been nice to have the anthology to wave at people. I wanted to be in this anthology because it was a science fiction market, and I've mostly sold to romance and erotica markets. I have never yet actually seen print in what is, when all's said and done, my home genre. I've *sold* things, yes -- but this isn't the first time I've been paid for something that then doesn't actually appear. I'm starting to feel jinxed.

In other anthology submission news, last month I got my annual "no, but please keep submitting" rejection from Maxim Jakobowski for the Mammoth Book of Best New Erotica. It arrived during Baycon, which is why I forgot to post about it at the time.

Back to http://ralan.com and http://www.erotica-readers.com/ERA/G/Call_For_Submissions.htm -- I have other stories I need to find a home for anyway...

Comments

[desperance.livejournal.com]

Don't feel jinxed - we've all been paid for things that then don't appear. And the reverse, seen things published and never been paid for them. I like to think we're trapped in our own individual zero-sum games, and it will all even out in the end.

[julesjones]

I shouldn't whine too much; it was just that I particularly wanted this one for its own sake, not just as another story sold. So far I have not had "appeared but not paid for" -- at least, not that I know of.

But it does sometimes feel very strange to have some moderate success over several books, even if only in small press -- and yet never manage to get published in the genre I actually *think* in. I clutch those two Spectrum Award nominations to my bosom, I do...