Well, this is so long and goodbye, as I bow out of the Maori Literature Trust and Pikihuia Competition.
It is not without regret that I have been advised that my manuscripts have failed to attract attention amidst the crazy competitive world of publishing.
I have ascended the mountain, sustained some minor injuries, celebrated as we reached the top, admired the views, but failed to find somewhere to place my flag.
Am I disheartened? Probably, but I am not the fiery young individual I once was – ready to fight the world at any given chance.
No – time mellowed that fire a long time ago.
But the experience has had its moments – such as reading praise for one of my manuscripts from Patricia Grace herself. I remained enthusiastic during my mentorship under Huia Publishers, doing my best to remain creative and professional, but definitely struggled towards the end. I wryly expressed to my mentor that if I was fortunate enough to be published with this particular title I would probably cry because I was so tired.
Prophetic words indeed as I am now spared the heartache of one kind only to face another less-appealing prospect.
Where do I go from here?
I really honestly don’t know – I’m a lost sheep in the wilderness.
I had leaned on Huia so much, to guide me to the bitter end… and now that the final decision has been made I only hope that the powers-that-be release me with the same enthusiasm with which they received this unknown Maori boy from Glen Innes – and not some text saying so long and goodbye.
But for now – so long and goodbye.