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March 2017



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The autopope/rolanni/suricattus pro-writer career path meme

Current Status as of this morning:

Chill: cooking away on the back burner and waiting for revisions
One-Eyed Jack And The Suicide King: cooking away on the back burner and waiting for revisions
The Sea thy Mistress: cooking away on the back burner and waiting for revisions

"Smile": stuck
"The Horrid Glory of its Wings": stuck
"Snow Dragons": stuck
Blind Cave Mermaid story: percolating ;-)

Age when I decided I wanted to be a writer: 6 
Age when I wrote my first story: 6
Age when I got my hands on a typewriter: 9ish? It was an old Royal Portable
Age when I first submitted a short story to a magazine: 16?
Thickness of file of rejection slips prior to first story sale: Oh, a few hundred.
Age when I sold my first short story: 25
Age when I killed my first market: 25 (Remember that first sale?)
Approximate number of short stories/novelettes/novellas sold for cash money: 67

Age when I first sold a poem: 11
Poems sold: 4

Age when I wrote my first novel: 9 or 10, longhand in cloth-bound notebooks
Age when I sold a first novel: 32
Novels written between age 6 and age 32: 9
Age when I wrote the first novel I sold: 30
Age when that novel was published: 33
Total number of novels written (discounting juvenilia, counting collaborations, counting fixups): 19
Books sold: 19 (17 novels, one fixup, one collection)
Books published or delivered and in the pipeline (including novellas published as independent books): 18
Number of titles in print: 15
Number of titles fallen out of print: 1

Age when a work was first shortlisted for a Hugo, Nebula, World Fantasy or Stoker award: 36
Age when I first won a Hugo award: 36
Age when I became a full-time novelist: 35
Age when I returned to the day-job because of economic implosion: not yet, but you never know. I contemplate health insurance.
Age now: 37

*Consider this an LJ-meme: if you write professionally, feel free to post your own equivalent of this list. (Obviously you'll need to customize it to track your career path -- but you get the idea.)*



I think of us as "about the same age," and I think in many social terms, 30 and 37 are about the same age, especially since I always socialized older as a kid, so I have more the pop culture references of someone seven years older than me than the pop culture references of someone three years younger.

But seeing right there that you were 30 when you wrote the first novel you sold: that was a thing somehow. Very weird things, brains.

Well, we are about the same age. And the older we get, the closer our ages will get. *g*

But, yeah. I'm edging up on being a real grownup here. It's kind of freaky.
I am tracking my baby meme with interest; it looks like those of us who make it at all start really early -- single digit age is not unusual -- and still take decades over the career thing.

I'm currently staring down the big 45 thing. Funny, I don't feel 45 -- I feel 37 (which is how old I was when I fell off the day job ladder and dived into writing full-time). I can see worse things to be than an eternal 37 -- if only I had the body of a 29 year old!
You are a real grownup. Here, here's my rule: if you're in your kitchen, and you discover ants have gotten into the pantry, who cleans up the ants? If it's you, without being told by someone else, you're a real live grownup.

(markgritter, over my shoulder: "That's what she has a cat for." He seems skeptical of the idea that the cat is a grownup, however.)
The cat is a spoiled brat.

And useless for bugs. But I have a kitchen spider.
you are an overnight sucess! grin.
You sell a book to a publisher. The publisher promptly goes bust.

I forgot to add: age at which I first killed a market: 37.
Age? I actually have a son older than you. Even so, I have on occasion gone all giddy and fan-girl-squee after reading the Promethean Age books (some for the third time, I think) and written you really embarrassing messages. I own two sets-- one for me and one to loan. I would like to say that (1) I really DO have the sense to know that they are fantasies, (2) the complexity and intelligence of both you and your work leave me awestruck and (3) I am awaiting One Eyed Jack and the Suicide King with great anticipation. Thank you.
I am very happy to have been of service, and hope to continue to be. *g*