Maybe johnstanton will have more luck getting in touch with them than I've had. I don't have the time for it. Did I mention the giant time suck that is the novel that I've been secretly posting up somewhere to the Web? ;)
In other news, I think the smartest decision I've made this month has been to entrust the story to an unreliable, unpolished, and not particularly introspective narrator. This way, I can point to the parts where I've deliberately written like crap for effect, and imply that all of the *other* crappy-looking writing surrounding it is entirely intentional, and it will be a very plausible suggestion because everyone who's likely to read my novel already knows how well I can write when I'm trying for it. Sneaky is I!
As an illustration of this, consider: As of my current stopping point, the story starts with a narrator unused to writing who is fumbling around for words; it ends with a narrator who's only barely on the legible side of incoherent. But at least it makes sense given the background and the narrative. (And it gets better in the middle, I promise!) It may not be the sort of stuff one would expect to see collected into manuscript form, but it's been a pretty interesting experiment so far.