what do you mean you don’t love me?

For those of you who have been paying attention, it’s been one month since I submitted the first three chapters of my novel, To Katie with Love, to the agent who requested it.  With the passage of time my excitement has quieted, but hardly disappeared.  Getting past the query letter is a big deal.  The first step.  Maybe not an open door, but certainly a turn of the knob.  I haven’t heard anything yet, but as they say in the business…no news is good news. 

Then again…

In other news, while I was waiting, I did get another rejection.  Oh, I’ve had rejection before. It’s never fun, but it’s always important to personal growth.  It’s how we learn…how we get stronger…what drives us to keep going…


Honestly, all I could think of was, what do you mean you don’t love me?  Haven’t you read my blog? Everyone loves me!  I’m clever, funny, sarcastic…and I can blog about anything.  Even leprechauns…Godzilla…cheese! I never skip a day, even when I’m sick.  And I can identify at least ten different kinds of cow!  I’ll prove it.  Line them up!

Ok…so maybe a cow line up on a Monday night isn’t the way to go.

The simple truth of it is this…not everyone will love you.  No matter how good you are.  No matter how many people swear you’re the next Ernest Hemingway, Jane Austen, or Erma Bombeck.  Just as many people won’t quite “get” you.   But if you have the “voices” in you…the stories begging you to let them out…you have to keep going.  That’s what I’m doing.

I know I’m good.  If this agent doesn’t think so, I’ll just query another one.  And another one after that.  

Hey, I’m a writer…it’s what we do.

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Posted on September 26, 2011 .