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Doubt is Creeping In

I got another two rejections yesterday, both from New York agents.

Unlike the first personalized, complimentary, spelled out my name and signed in ink rejection, these two were form letters saying "thanks but no thanks."

The first rejection was actually affirming. It told me "We value your efforts, and don't feel that we could do you justice in the marketplace." These last two tell me "Take your little scribbles and go home, wannabe."

This brings the list of potentials from eleven to eight. I realize that eight prospective agents is better than a poke in the face with a dirty stick. On the other hand, That's also more than a quarter of my original pool telling me "no."

This is seriously sapping my momentum.


Nov. 9th, 2004 12:43 pm (UTC)
11 agents is too small a pool. I suggest that you begin compiling a list of at least a hundred, and run through them ALL. Remember that some of the greatest writers of the 20th century got so many rejections they could wallpaper entire rooms. The market is, if anything, tougher now than then, and it's not looking to publish the meritorious (considering some of the trash I've seen in the last five years).

Just keep at it. Not just submitting this work, but writing others, until somebody finally clues in and publishes you.
Nov. 9th, 2004 12:53 pm (UTC)
I love you. You haven't even *seen* the writing I'm peddling and you're cheering for me. You should come to a reading some time! The south bay isn't that far.