The Publishing Song

(Sung to the tune of Gloria Gaynor’s “I Will Survive”–lyrics modified)

At first I was afraid, I was so forlorn
Kept thinkin’ my book would come back with a rejection form
And now I’ve spent so many nights
Wonderin’ what is going on?
Is my book stuck upon a desk
Or is it absolutely gone?
Don’t send it back!
Don’t want it here!
I just walked in to screen my email
My heart paralyzed with fear.
I should have bought Caller ID
So I’d know the editor’s voice
I want to open up champagne
For when my book’s bought, I’ll rejoice!
Whoa, let’s go!
Let’s make a sale!
Come on I’m waiting just to hear
You say you want another tale.
There were folks who tried to hurt me
Saying that my book’s not right
But I won’t crumble
No, I won’t lay down and die.
Oh, no, not I!
I will survive!
Oh, as long as I know how to write
I know I’ll be alive
I’ve got all my life to live,
I’ve got lots of books to give
I will survive, I will survive! Hey, hey…:shimmy: