I thought that before I continue I should explain that comment I made in the previous post about sort of breaking down last night, especially considering I juxtaposed it with "happy as a pig in mud".
My publisher has kind of vanished.
OK, so you need to know some of the background here: my publisher is the head of a small trade publishing house. She contacted me directly about the novel in question, and didn't care that I was unagented.
You know, I'm a literary writer. I don't know shit from shinola when it comes to fantasy. But she liked it, and she paid my advance, and we were discussing things like initial distribution and cover art via email and then poof! A month goes past, and her website and Twitter go dark. Not deleted (which would send me into a full-blown hair-pulling session), just abandoned.
Husband maintains that she's either (worst case scenario) going under and hasn't got the balls to email her authors about it yet or (best case scenario) is hideously busy.
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