After ten months, three blurbs, two proposals, and an extensive rewrite, my novel was turned down by Tor. “It is with extreme regret that I write to report that I have been unsuccessful in securing approval to proceed with the acquisition of REMEMBRANCE DAY. I still believe in this book and in David’s potential, and it pains me to finally have found an SF novel I really wanted to buy, and an SF writer I really wanted to work with, and not to be allowed to do so. I’m sure my disappointment is exceeded only by your own.” Damn. Well, there are other publishers, and I do have an agent. But still. Damn. Now I get to go off to Potlatch and share the happy news with all my friends.