While today has not been all bad (I’m nearly finished with the next section of With Honor, I helped a friend out, and I got to handle Houston toads and completed a needed project at work) it has contained more than it’s share of negatives. I forgot to take my keys to work. It’s been raining all day, and I got absolutely soaked walking around a work. I had to run errands this afternoon when all I really wanted to do was curl up with a book. Two of my errands – both efforts to finish some of the details of my divorce – proved entirely futile.
To finish it out with a bang, there was a reject note in my mailbox. It was not exactly a reject letter – it was my query letter sent back to me with a little handwritten note at the bottom. At least I know that the agent opened it and read part of it, right?
I need to remember to look at the bright side here, too. I still have two pending and an agent I really want to contact who doesn’t accept queries in January. Who knows? I’m going to have to get rejected first, right? So I can just add this to the tally of rejects that I had to get and move on to the next response. Maybe it will be a good one.
