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Alexander had, as expected, received a flurry of rejection slips from the various publishing houses he had tried. Of the ten submissions he had sent, eight had already declined to publish. Thank you, but no thank you. A couple of the eight had said the work appeared worthy but it did not fit the current genre of titles they were promoting. Alexander felt that the rest had not even bothered to read the synopses. However as the weeks rolled on the two remaining publishers had asked to see the full manuscript and had expressed, without commitment, a certain modest interest. Alexander felt a boost to his ego by this and allowed himself to hope that the book may yet see the light of day. When he thought of the book however, there was always the sadness of his missing muse. Emily was still a constant presence in his thoughts but Alexander felt that it was preferable to endure the painful memory of her loss than to forget Emily and lose her completely.
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