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It turns out having an agent pass on your manuscript after they've read the whole thing sucks a lot worse than getting a rejection after they've only read a couple chapters.
Past Me, when I first realized how much my writing gave away about my anxiety, neuroses, and trauma
Now Me, leaning into it and using my writing as free therapy
Round 2 of Queries sent
I got an (honestly very kind and nice) rejection on a partial manuscript request, leaving me with one open request for a full manuscript that is still open and 3 submissions over 90 days that I hadn't heard from.
So, time for another round of submissions.
Here's how the first round went - pretty damn good I'd say. 4 requests for further material out of 14 subs is a 29% request rate, which is GREAT.
I completed another 7 submissions today. So. Now it's time for... more waiting!
Another rejection, from the agent who'd requested a partial manuscript, but this one was at least very nice.
That leaves me with one outstanding request for a full manuscript, and a lot of open queries at 3+ months, so... time for another round of queries.
Editing my current WIP, and I'm pretty proud of this sentence:
Corey's answering smile was relieved as his shoulders descended from his ears to almost where shoulders were usually supposed to go.
Pretty sure the definition of hell is re-writing a time skip scene.
Snippets from Book 2 I'm particularly proud of
Editing Book 2 right now, and the massive suck of doing a second draft is at least sometimes mitigated by those moments where you come across a really clever bit. Here are some of the ones I'm really proud of. ---
Dee shook their head, overwhelmed by the prospect of being casually told to delete a good portion of what they’d spent a lot of money learning. “That… sounds hard. And like a lot of work.”
“It is,” Rav agreed cheerfully. “But when you find what it is you love to do—”
“You never work a day in your life?” Dee finished wearily.
Rav looked offended. “Hell no. I’m here to help you, not give you Insta platitudes. I was going to say that when you love what you make, that’s inevitably what people respond to the most.”
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They aimed for casual and landed on cringe when they responded with, “that’s what friends are for.”
Corey blue-screened, which Dee decided was their cue to make way for a paying customer. “See you at five,” they called over their shoulder as they absconded with their thank-you pastry.
Dee berated themself for being weird the entire way back to their car. That’s what friends are for? What were they, some lovable scamp from a 20’s themed Broadway musical about newspaper-selling orphans?
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“I mean. I’m not as good as you…” they disclaimed, breaking off in dismay when Rav rolled his eyes.
“Okay, first - we’re completely different artists. Second, take the compliment, okay? I was walking around the whole time and you still captured a lot of detail and got a really good likeness.” Dee’s embarrassment only increased when he pulled out his phone and snapped a photo.
“But. You’re not..” They sputtered as they watched him send it to Aspen, only for their cousin to respond immediately with several sparkling heart emojis.
Rav gave them a quelling look. “You’re going to be praised and you’re going to like it.”
It wasn’t exactly possible to slide down in their seat while sitting on a backless stool, but Dee gave it their best shot anyway. “Um. Thank you?”