Let my gefiltes go!
Once upon a time I wrote a book called Five Little Gefiltes.
Years ago, when I was trying to get it published, I got one of my favorite rejection letters of all time. It said, something like, even though we all thought it was very funny and clever, we don't publish Jewish themed books that don't have the name of a holiday in the title. Then they gave me examples: Hanukkah Ha-Ha's and P is for Passover, etc.
A few months later I brought my idea to my present editor. When she got to the punchline of the book, she burst out laughing and said, "let's do it." (And she's not even Jewish).
I knew then I had found the right editor, both for that book and many more to follow.
The moral to the story? It always pays to be a mensch—and don't listen to Sales and Marketing.
p.s. Five Little Gefiltes has nothing to do with Passover.
Years ago, when I was trying to get it published, I got one of my favorite rejection letters of all time. It said, something like, even though we all thought it was very funny and clever, we don't publish Jewish themed books that don't have the name of a holiday in the title. Then they gave me examples: Hanukkah Ha-Ha's and P is for Passover, etc.
A few months later I brought my idea to my present editor. When she got to the punchline of the book, she burst out laughing and said, "let's do it." (And she's not even Jewish).
I knew then I had found the right editor, both for that book and many more to follow.
The moral to the story? It always pays to be a mensch—and don't listen to Sales and Marketing.
p.s. Five Little Gefiltes has nothing to do with Passover.
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