Damn limbo

Once again I write with no purpose but heavy heart.
Uncertain whether mine is the fault of dissatisfaction
or if legit is my concern in this unsustained measure.
Lacking the feedback regarding my extensive words.

I did however engage on this treacherous venture
with the purpose to carry on for five more life tails
of fantasy, honest disclosure and moral instigation.

I will focus then in that which lifts me straight
and continue part two independent of the one's fate.

I wish you all the best and thanks for any attention

Accepted

Several times in life the good news are tainted by the bad ones.
I should be celebrating and singing and dancing... the editor accepted my book.
However they require that 250 copies, form the edition of 550, of 12€ each should be bought by me and possibly sold in the book release in Portugal. So I can only conclude they find this is a risky business, considering their timid investment.
So tell me, should I fly or should I cry?

The first novel was sent to the editor with the title "Dark Hair Night"

After finishing the last page I thought the worst was past. Was I naive or what?
I asked help from a friend to review the English which I use fluidly with a little help from my dyslexia.
The process took months of painful beautifying, correcting and defending, but the end product was worth it.
I have now a presentable version of my dream, and I want to share it with the world.
So this Wednesday (12-04-2012) I sent it to the editor, hoping for the best and opening my heart to an even more excruciating phase... What will they think of my novel? Is what I wrote worth printing? Will anyone enjoy reading it? And above all how will I survive if they don't? How do you survive when they look at your perfect baby and say... hum, I'm not impressed!?