Slushpile Physics
Jan. 9th, 2007 01:00 amThere's a thread and post over on Making Light about editors and rejections and slushpiles. And it's... kind of astounding, really. I mean, okay, I know, on an intellectual level, and on a visceral level, how people will ignore the most bleeding obvious things. I work retail. People will put things back in places that are HARDER TO GET TO than where they got it from. But reading how almost 75% of the stuff submitted to most publishers is barely in coherent English...
And then even in the last 1%, the ones that show talent and creativity and so on, 3/4 of those don't fit for reasons unrelated to the books, it's just. I dunno. Encouraging in some strange way. Mainly because of the fact that most of the submissions they get don't even come in the right format or the right language. Which I can totally believe, looking around at much of the Internet, but the thought that somebody would write something like a myspace post in l33t and send it in on lined paper to a publisher just pretty much boggles my mind. And makes me feel sorry for the interns and the editors who get to sift through the dreck.
The fact that the comments thread includes comments by many authors whose names I recognize from books I adored has nothing to do with anything other than making me squee about how awesome the Internet is.
And then even in the last 1%, the ones that show talent and creativity and so on, 3/4 of those don't fit for reasons unrelated to the books, it's just. I dunno. Encouraging in some strange way. Mainly because of the fact that most of the submissions they get don't even come in the right format or the right language. Which I can totally believe, looking around at much of the Internet, but the thought that somebody would write something like a myspace post in l33t and send it in on lined paper to a publisher just pretty much boggles my mind. And makes me feel sorry for the interns and the editors who get to sift through the dreck.
The fact that the comments thread includes comments by many authors whose names I recognize from books I adored has nothing to do with anything other than making me squee about how awesome the Internet is.