This is what I looked like earlier.
So we got the contracts from Kensington for the titles that Lyrical held and I was so excited. I was finally holding that all elusive New York publishing contract in my hands and even if it was for the e-division, it was still that much of the dream.
A dream I've had for a long, long time.
And then I read the contract. And reread it. And went over parts of it again and again and I realized something interesting. New York contracts suck eggs.
There were a few things that really made me shake my head. But foremost was that I realized my chances for making any money at all were nil. I'd do better self-pubbing all my titles and taking the chance that I might one day write something more than just a few people will read.
Oh they talk a great game and there's a lot of promises that go into it but ultimately, the contract is the final word and the contract had too many provisions I just couldn't agree to. So I refused it.
I'm a little bit heartbroken right now.
On the bright side: if Lucifer ever shows up with a contract, I have a better idea what it might look like ...