The opening paragraph of my first story "One Summer".
|It was just past Memorial Day Weekend, when my agent called, informing me that my last title was bombing out. We had only just introduced it that spring, but a book publishing lives or dies by those first reviews. I took the bad news well, considering what was at stake. I only had so much money left to survive on, while I tried to pull together another work. Next, he told me, that they were thinking of dropping me altogether. I pleaded with him, as half of my stuff had published well. There was no point in pulling the trigger too early. The market was tight, plus I only half-believed in all of their marketing claims, which truthfully, could probably explain the whole thing. He got defensive, and then we started to argue. I cut that off, as soon as I sensed it coming. Just give me one last shot. He agreed, and then that was the end of the phone call.|