My Ghost
by Cindy Rule
Until recently, I lived with a ghost.
She was sexy, smart, beautiful. She was a lot of adjectives I usually don’t apply to myself, along with pouty red lips, hair black as midnight, eyes that told you nothing and everything at the same time.
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After two years of pitching my new adult/crossover novel Colorland, I had a two-page list of Canadian publishers who either (1) had rejected it (rejection is part of the writing business, and I work from the assumption that anything I write is rubbish [ed. a common assumption for many of us] and deserves rejection), or (2) had not responded at all (which I also understand, given their piles of unsolicited manuscripts, but which I still find rude).
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