About
seven years ago, I was a more frequent attendee at writing conferences, and among
the intangibles I miss is making new writing friends, face to face. I met, and
immediately click with Saloma Furlong from the first hello at a two-day
conference on memoir at Trinity College in 2007. We kept in touch via email, then lost the thread – busy lives. Until late 2010, when I was assigned by ForeWord
magazine to review her first memoir, and her husband David spotted
the review online. Next, Saloma read at a bookstore near my New Jersey home,
and we picked up as if we'd never been out of touch. I'm delighted to host
Saloma here, talking about the road to publication of her first, and second,
memoir.
Please welcome Saloma Furlong.
Seventeen years elapsed from the time
I first started writing for an audience to the publication of my first book. I
wanted my memoir published long before, but I believe now that the story (and
indeed my life) needed to evolve and develop.
I would never have become a writer if
I did not have a life story I felt compelled to share. At times I was ready to
ask someone else to write it — that’s how desperately I wanted it to see it in
print. In retrospect, I see that it was important my story be written in my own
voice, from my perspective, with the insights I’d gleaned from my life
experiences. Eventually I realized I was the only person qualified to write my
story.
I’ll tell you why.
I grew up Amish.
Today, Amish romance novels are big
sellers. But as a native Amish person, it is excruciating for me to pick up books
written by authors who’ve never been Amish themselves. They inevitably get it wrong.
These authors don’t know what it’s really like to grow up in the Amish culture.
Of course novelists are not restricted to writing only about the worlds they
experience firsthand; if they were, there would be far less interesting fiction
on the shelves. And some authors who do write Amish novels are careful
researchers, though that is no substitute for the Amish mindset that comes from
growing up Amish.
But I wasn't planning to write an
Amish romance novel. My story was a memoir, and the idea of a ghostwriter or
collaborator meant I'd have to translate a lifetime's worth of "inside
information" and still risk that the book would not have the authenticity
I sought.
So if my story was to make it into
print, it was up to me. I wrote a draft, put it away, wrote more, put the
manuscript away again, pulled it out and rewrote. For years. I’d ask others to read
it and give me feedback. But it wasn't until I made a connection through my
contacts at Smith College (my alma mater), that I found Jeanne Braham. She became
my developmental editor and helped me shape the book into final form.
Then it took six more years to find a
publisher.
Friends have told me that my middle
name should be Perseverance. They might be right, because without this very
Amish personality trait, I may not have been stubborn enough to continue. But I
believed in my story, even after three different agents tried, and failed, to
sell the manuscript. I envisioned that book in my hands for a very long time. I
was not about to give up.
When I received the manuscript back
from my third agent, I decided to give it one last try. If I couldn't get a
publisher interested the next time out, I would have to consider publishing it
myself. Many people have successfully self-published and were happy they did.
But I’ve always been clear that I did not want to go into the book publishing
business. I was more than happy to promote my book (which it turns out is something
I enjoy almost as much as the writing), but I saw myself as a writer and wanted
to collaborate with a seasoned publisher who could do all the other things to
make a book successful that I did not feel equipped to do myself
I found hundreds of independent
and university presses at New Pages, scoured
the list to find publishers that met my criteria, read their submission
guidelines, and began making—yes—simultaneous submissions. I was following the
advice of one of my writing teachers about publishers requiring exclusive
submissions: “Those are their rules, not mine.”
And so I dared to be so bold. I kept a
chart of publishers to whom I submitted my proposal, and when I got to 33, I
decided to stop, simply because 33 is my favorite number.
And then I waited and recorded the
rejections.
About three months later, I received a
request for the whole manuscript from Michigan State University Press. I sent
it. On December 7, 2009, I received an email from Julie Loehr, the editor at Michigan State University Press,
telling me I had an amazing story, and she would like to publish it. I immediately wrote back, saying I was thrilled.
A few hours later, I received an email
from another university press, asking to see the whole manuscript. My mouth
dropped open. I knew one thing for sure — the time for my book to be published
had finally come. But now I had a dilemma: Send them the manuscript, or wait
until MSU Press officially offers me a contract?
After two days of thinking it over, I
went with my gut. I called MSU Press, reached Julie Loehr directly, and told
her about my dilemma. She explained that MSU Press was already investing in the
book by having consultants who are experts in the subject matter read it and
offer editorial feedback. I promised her I would not send my manuscript to the
other publisher unless MSU Press decided not to publish it.
When I was writing my next memoir, Julie
Loehr and I agreed that I needed a trade publisher for that book. I thought it
would be easy to find a trade publisher because by then I had that coveted
thing called a "platform." I had a blog that was garnering between
500 and 1,000 hits a day. I had an author website. My first book was mildly
successful, and I had been featured in the PBS documentary The
Amish that aired on American Experience. I would also be appearing in the follow-up
film, The
Amish: Shunned.
But it was not easy at all.
I found there was a certain expectation from writer friends, agents, and publishers, that
MSU Press would be publishing my second book. I needed a mid-list publisher,
hard to come by these days, and if I didn't find one, I'd be faced with a
choice: do I self-publish to capitalize on the timing of the second film, or do
I take my time and find a traditional publisher? I started a Kickstarter
campaign to self-publish.
And then my friend Shirley Showalter, whose own
memoir about growing up Mennonite was about to be released, connected me to
her publisher, Herald
Press. This confirmed something I had thought
was true — even in a digital age, old-fashioned networking is still the most
effective way of making important connections.
The message in my story, for all
writers: take heart. If, even after numerous rejections, you can still imagine
your story in book form, keep trying. I know in this age of instant
gratification it is hard to wait, but it may be that your story is still
evolving, and that the best timing is still in your future.
Whether or not you want to adopt it as
a middle name, perseverance does pay
off.
Note from Lisa: Saloma will be stopping by over the next
week to answer any questions blog readers would like to ask – just leave them
in comments. By leaving any question or comment you will also be eligible for a random
drawing to receive a signed copy of Bonnet Strings (must have a U.S. postal
address, and leave comment by midnight EST on Monday, April 14).
You
can read more about Saloma's journey at her blog, and connect on her
Images: Saloma - Kerstin Martin; Sign - DavidJones/Flickr Creative Commons; others courtesy of the author.
