Yesterday, I received a message from the publisher I submitted my work to for a contest
Yesterday, I received a message from a publisher.
Before I started on note, I ran a blog on WordPress for just one week.
During that one week, I wrote a novel for the first time in my life.
That novel was the one I reviewed myself yesterday.
The scenery seen from the bottom was flickering in the light of the traffic wand.
It was the basis for the novel titled that, and it was a work of about 10,000 characters.
The version I expanded to 20,000 characters is
The scenery seen from the bottom was flickering in the light of the traffic wand.
but I had submitted the original 10,000-character work to a contest before I started on note.
I looked back at the PDF I sent for the submission later, and the parts I called 'dark history' yesterday were even worse, and on top of that, the typos and omissions were terrible, so I had even forgotten it existed, thinking there was no way it would pass.
In the midst of all that, I received a message yesterday from someone at the publisher holding that contest.
(Publisher) Hello, is this Mr. Iwao? My name is Kana from Publisher A.
(Iwao) Yes, this is Iwao.
(Publisher) Have you read the email?
What?
I had completely forgotten about the contest, so I hadn't noticed the email.
(Iwao) Oh, no, I'm sorry, I haven't seen it.
(Publisher) I see. Well then, let me get straight to the point...
Regarding...
Mr. Iwao's...
work...
The result is that it did not win the grand prize.
They took a long pause before telling me I hadn't been selected...
Well, I figured as much.
I really did submit it while it was still a complete mess, after all.
Just as I was thinking that, the person from the publisher said
However, your work, Mr. Iwao, was well-received within our company for having a certain spark despite being rough around the edges, which is why we are contacting you today.
they said.
Huh? Seriously? Does this mean that even though I didn't win the grand prize, I got some kind of special award?
Iwao thought, his heart fluttering with excitement.
(Publisher) You didn't reach the grand prize, but it would be such a waste to let this work remain buried...
(Iwao) Yes...
(Publisher) If you are willing, Mr. Iwao...
(Iwao) Yes...
(Publisher) ...would you be interested in self-publishing?
(Iwao) Self-publishing?
(Publisher) Yes, that's right. If your work is properly edited and polished, Mr. Iwao, it can compete even as a self-published book.
Would you be interested in that kind of self-publishing?
As someone unfamiliar with the literary world, a certain tag from note popped into my head.
#WhatAreYouTalkingAbout
I had no idea what they were talking about, and unable to grasp the situation, I just...
(Iwao) No, not really
In other words, the person from the publisher
Thank you very much... beep beep beep
It was like that feeling when you're at a high-turnover restaurant and the staff is busy when a customer leaves, but they have to say 'thank you' just in case, so they give a one-sided greeting and hang up the phone with a click.
Wait? I thought I was someone with potential...
What was that just now? #WhatAreYouTalkingAbout
After being stunned for about five minutes, I finally grasped the situation.
It was a sales pitch!
Alone in my room, I, a Kanto native, couldn't help but blurt out a Kansai dialect phrase.
It was a sales pitch disguised as self-publishing!
In the empty room, I once again accurately described the situation in Kansai dialect.
I usually despise it when people from the Kanto region use clumsy Kansai dialect, but I couldn't process my feelings any other way, so I said it once more in an empty room.
#WhatAreYouTalkingAbout
After a brief moment of sadness,
I could write an entire essay about this.
The fact that this thought welled up in me made me realize I am a true note fanatic.
Well then, excuse me🌊🌊🌊