In other news, a blog I used to visit a lot, but only drop in on occasionally of late, went on and on today about a book the agency (whose blog it was that I was then gracing with my presence) LOVED and accepted joyfully and couldn't sell. The blog author, (you can't even say 'he' or 'she' anymore or some snarkiness will show up on their site about it) was dismayed. The agency "finally" sold this amazing story that was difficult to sell because it crossed genres. Yup. It was vampires, zombies, love, ghosts, paranormal stuff, probably a little Steam Punk and a Celtic God or two, along with an amazing character study of this person that was not able to fit into any of these sub categories of living beings in the unusual world in which she was trying to survive.
Remember when coming of age stories were about people you might sit next to in study hall? Like S. E. Hinton's Outsiders, That Was Then, This Is Now? I seriously wonder what all these books aimed at young adults are contributing to the person's character who happens to be reading them. Like that Twilight series. Hotcakesl Couldn't print them fast enough. T-shirts. Movies. And there is not one person who will argue the fact that Bella was a 'Mary Sue' (google) the absolute antithesis of what a young woman in this day and age needs to emulate in her adulthood. (This from a person who just published a book that discusses putting on a banana flavored condom with your mouth.) Maybe I am just bitter. Not so much anymore! I have already earned more money in my writing 'career' than a certain MFA I know. And we are talking mere weeks into it.
And even I throw in a Celtic God or two.
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