For the second time in my writing career, I’ve had a story cancelled on me.
“Someone to Hold” was accepted earlier this year for publication in a magazine. Last week I received notice that they were putting all of their magazines on hold and therefore, my story would not be published. They said they’d get back to me when their magazines go back into production and if the story is still available, they’ll take it again.
So, the question before me now is what should I do with this story?
I could hold onto it and hope they contact me again so I get that guaranteed magazine space and that guaranteed money.
Or, I could submit it somewhere else if I come across a place that would be a good fit.
Or, I could use it in the wrecked anthology that I blogged about earlier this week if I need it.
I guess it all depends on what would best serve the story. Leaving it to sit on my hard drive is not doing it any justice, so the idea of saving it for something that might not happen makes me a little nervous. I’d hate for this story to be wasted like that.
On the other hand, my track record for self-publishing isn’t exactly great. If I put this story in my anthology and publish it that way, there’s a good chance that it won’t get read anyway. However, it will be possible to read it. That’s not true if it’s hanging out, waiting to be submitted somewhere.
Speaking of, it’s possible that if I do come across some place to submit the story and it gets accepted, there’s going to be this nagging worry that I might be short changing myself by settling for another magazine/anthology when I should have just waited.
It’s amazing the knots I can tie myself into over things like this.
The one bright spot in this is that I have time. There’s no hurry to make a decision.
It’ll be a while before they get back to me about their magazines going back into production. It’s going to be longer than expected for me to get this anthology un-wrecked. I’m not actively searching for publications. This is not a pressing matter.
But it’s one that’s going to be lurking in the back of my mind.