On Aug 26,
2019, at 11:06 AM, K.G. Anderson
Hi Tom,
Just wanted to thank you for the
wonderful web page about my cousin Earl Rovit.
Buddy was the son of my
grandmother’s sister; I didn’t meet him until I
was in my 20s, attending Columbia J-School. He
lived just a few blocks from me in an apartment
near the Flatiron Building. Had me over for brunch
one morning and introduced me to croissants from
the local patisserie. I think he was a bit sad
that I was studying for a career in journalism.
I kept in touch with him over the
years and he was encouraging of my work as a humor
columnist and a science fiction writer (though my
bread and butter remained journalism and
technology writing). I have to admit, what I loved
most about him was the way his elegant use of
language puzzled my mother.
What a life he lived! Thank you for
posting his letters.
All the best,
Karen
It was with
some grateful relief that I read your letter. You
see, after I posted that link on the site, I
wondered whether it was the kind of thing that was
appropriate. I feared it might be perceived as a
little too much about me for good taste. I thought
then, “Oh, well. The people on the site will better
know what’s fitting to post. And it was an
interesting story."
Anyhow,
thank you so much.
It’s good to
see you’re carrying on his literary tradition at
least with regard to the fiction. It’s funny that
his manner of expression confused your mom.
I, too, am a science fiction writer
of sorts; my work has been rejected by some of the
biggest and most prestigious magazines and
publishing houses in the nation. I have right now
an SF story newly submitted for publication called
"The Sluggards." It's on its fourteenth trip out,
but I still wax optimistic. One day...
I think the
letter I wrote to Buddy shows the good vibes he left
that lasted 60 plus years.
At any rate, I really appreciate
your contacting me.
Yours,
Tom
***
Tom,
Please keep
in touch around the SF. I’d love to see where you
get the story published. I’m just starting to edge
out of the semi-pro into the pro markets, but
haven’t sold to Asimov’s, S&SF or Analog yet. I
have a story coming out in Galaxy’s Edge (Mike
Resnick’s magazine) sometime in the next six months.
Seattle, where I’ve been for the past 30 years, is a
real hotbed of speculative fiction.
Cheers,
Karen
My reply:
You bet.
Karen,
It occurred to me that in
mentioning semi-pro and so on that you
possibly might have missed my joke. I proudly
said I had been REJECTED by the biggest and
best. Har.
I’m writing my fourteenth book,
but only three have been professionally
published—grammar books all by Prentice Hall
and University of Michigan press and still in
print.
Nobody buys my fiction. I vanity
press with CreateSpace for fun. Mostly essays
and memoir. It’s a hobby.
I mention this is case you’re
disappointed when you don’t get news of my big
sale with Analog or something.
If you got the joke, please
disregard.
Yours,
Tom
In order to get
accepted, you have to get rejected. I am
running 1 sale to 8 rejections! Joke, yes,
but black humor!
Sent from Karen's
iPhone
206.669.5042
I have one paper rejection (the New Yorker); I
didn’t start publishing fiction until I was
60, and now it’s all email. Late bloomer.
Sent
from Karen's iPhone
206.669.5042
I have a rejection slip page.
I also have my first rejection slip. I was
14 or 15. Here it is.
I have the story too and a
chapter in a memoir of mine tells about
the story and the rejection.
1 to 8 sounds pretty good to
me!
MyFirstRejectionSlip.jpg
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