Well, it was bound to happen sooner or later. I received the first rejection of my still untitled (a little help here please, folks?) book from a local publisher. They did not even want to look at my manuscript. It was surprising only in the sense that this particular publisher has put out several books on topics very similar to mine.
But I was actually somewhat happy! The first rejection is out of the way. And you know what? It wasn't so bad. As one of my friends put it, "Now you are a true author!"
There are plenty of other fish in the ocean, although the ocean seems to be controlled by three or four major conglomerates. I just need to find the right fish, er, publisher. It won't be easy, and it may take a while, but I'm confident that my book is at least worthy of a look by potential publishers.
I'll just need to have my nurse cross my fingers for me. Still, it's hard for me to wait, considering the life expectancy issue staring me in the face. So I'm pulling out all the stops, trying every possible contact. I have at least one promising lead so far.
In the meantime, please keep your fingers crossed, too. And if you have any contacts in the publishing world -- even if it's the friend of a friend of a friend's second cousin one removed's daughter -- please let me know. Title suggestions would also be great...