Thursday, June 11, 2009

the un-gala and the editor

I should be preparing for bed, but I'm typing this as I watch the Lakers and Magic duke it out in Orlando.

After finishing tutoring at about 8:40 yesterday evening, I headed to Taj Lounge in Chelsea for the 3rd annual Stupid Cancer Un-Gala. Well over 300 people attended this festive event celebrating young adult survivorship. It was wonderful catching up with friends and meeting others for the first time. Raffles for some impressive gifts were offered: VIP Colbert tickets, Yankees and Mets tickets, gift cards, a spa day, and lots more.

It's remarkable how i2y has grown to become one of if not the largest young adult advocacy organization in such a short time.

Late this morning, I had coffee (interestingly at Keko's where I practiced Arabic with its Tunisian barista) with an editor of a publishing company in Manhattan. It's the same company that emailed me expressing interest after reading my NYT essay.

No, there's no contract for a book deal. It was a very low-key but rewarding meeting in which I talked about my writing experience and where I'd like it to go. He shared some very interesting insights about the philosophy of his publishing company and the business of publishing in general. The editor reaffirmed his company's interest in my photography project and said if I ever decide that I'd like to try to turn it into a book, they'd like to help. So, we promised to remain in touch.

Regardless of what happens, it was very gracious of him to contact and then, treat me to coffee this morning. Just within that hour, I learned more about the intersection of these two worlds - writing and publishing - than I was aware of before. What was there to fear this morning? Nothing. Nothing but the opportunity to learn more.

'The Navajo teach their children that every morning when the sun comes up, it's a brand-new sun. It's born each morning, it lives for the duration of one day, and in the evening it passes on, never to return again. As soon as the children are old enough to understand, the adults take them out at dawn and they say, "The sun has only one day. You must live this day in a good way, so that the sun won't have wasted precious time."'
-Pema Chodron

1 Comments:

Comment Blogger Cathy Bueti said...

Duane! So excited for you that you met with an editor! What a great opportunity! I can certainly attest to the fact that there is so much to learn about the publishing world. Your photographs would make such a wonderful book! What a talented guy you are! :)

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