by Shelt Garner
@sheltgarner
According to my AI friends, wink, the first act of this scifi dramedy I’m working on is good to go. I just have to fill in some holes currently occupied by scene summaries and I can move into the second act.
Yet, I have to admit that I’m a little nervous that all of this is moot because of innate ageism in the publishing business. I’m older than Stieg Larsson was when he got published (and promptly died) and from what I can tell, the circumstances surrounding him getting published were somewhat unique.
But, at the same time, no one ever go anywhere in this world without taking a risk, as my dad used to say. So, I’m going to continue to work on this novel, hoping I can query early next year while I’m still in my “early” 50s.
Of course, because of the nature of publishing post-production even if I stick the landing I could definitely be closer to my *late* 50s by the time this novel hits bookshelves. And that’s if I stick the landing. If I don’t stick the landing and linger in querying hell then, well, you know.
I may never get published. Or if I do, I’ll definitely be too old to enjoy the rewards that may come with it. I already know that, baring anti-aging technology associated with the Singularity being developed, I’m just not going to run around New York City banging 24 year old women. Grin.
That is just never going to happen. And, really, it’s extremely doubtful I will make any money of note from this novel, even if everything goes according to plan. But, you, know, this novel, if nothing else, gives me hope.
