It's been a busy week for me re. submissions. Most of you might know that I've had my manuscript out with two agents for a while now. Well, this week, both got back to me in the space of two days. Both passed.
But, lest this throw me into a fit of depression to last the next decade, the first rejection was, quite possibly, the best rejection I could have gotten. The agent in question had a few very complimentary things to say about the book, including that she absolutely thought I was on to something, and she referred me to another agent who she thought ECHOES-aka-WHERE SHE LINGERS would be right for. Needless to say, this cheered me no end. I decided to look at it the positive way: she had no problem with the quality of the book, it just wasn't right for her. Agents don't refer you to a friend and fellow agent if they think you suck, right? (No, don't answer that!)
So I rattled off an email to said New Agent at once. Twelve minutes later, I had an email back from her saying my book sounded great and could I send her the manuscript? I did, seventeen minutes after that.
That brings my tally up to five full requests, four rejections thus far. Not the happiest tally in the world, but hey. I'm still thrilled about that referral. Apparently they're like gold dust.
It's not the end of Echo, not by a long shot.
No, I'm not stubborn. What on earth gave you that idea?
Oh, all right. I am.
What have you been up to this week?