I don’t even like typing that word. Rather than compete, I’d skip the race. Jane Austen is lucky, despite being dead, because, unlike today, there were not a whole lot of genius ladies writing in her day. She’s one of the world’s great writers, and not to take away from that, but really, computers replacing quills and ink have made competing for a publishing contract trickier than ever.
Back to Noah Lukeman for a sec, he says that when he was still taking new clients, he’d receive 10,000 manuscripts a year and out of those 10,000, could sign maybe one writer. One in 10,000. That’s as many as the entire Regency ton, also known as the “upper ten thousand” also known as the peerage.
Which is why first novels like Confessions of a Jane Austen Addict fill me with hope.
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