Rain Song

As Robert Plant sang so poignantly in Led Zeppelin’s The Rain Song, “This is the mystery of the quotient.  Upon us all a little rain must fall.”  (album: Houses of the Holy, 1973) He was full of it, of course.  He should have been singing, “When it rains, it pours.”… Continue reading

Rejected but not dejected

One good thing about getting enough rejections from agents and publishers is that after a while they don’t really hurt. Each new one is just another paper cut. I haven’t lost enough blood yet to swoon. I swear, if an agent or publisher ever accepts one of my submissions I… Continue reading