Good Monday-morning-only-a-week-until-Christmas!
I'm afraid both my secrets went bust last week, one right after the other. The second one will stay personal, but the first one was...drum roll, please...that an agent was reading the full of TMT, and it looked pretty good. Sadly, she decided to pass in the end.
Yet I am still remarkably cheerful this fine chilly morning. Why? Partly because of the rejection letter, believe it or not. If I had tried to write a more positive, encouraging rejection letter myself, I don't think I could've done a better job. I won't reveal agent names or details here, but I profoundly thank all agents who still take the time to give detailed, personal feedback--and talk about the things they liked as well as the things they didn't. Yay, you. It makes such a difference. Now I have to decide if I want to read through TMT again or just send it out some more.
I'm also happy because it's almost Christmas, gosh darn it, and I'm really close to being ready. We had a fun weekend baking cookies, Christmas shopping (it is dangerous to send me out with carte blanche to buy things for Child!), and just hanging out. And I don't know if I mentioned it here before, but we're also looking forward to vacation--we're heading out to San Diego for a full week the day after Christmas. This time we're going to Sea World, so today on my down time I get to look up which shows we want to take in. Down time, she says. Ha.
I also have a grad-student hurrah-term's-over party today at lunch, which will be nice. We can all de-stress and bitch together.
And last but NOT least, I am reading a certain kick-ass book that I absolutely cannot put down. I didn't want to go to bed last night, was speculating about it this morning at 6 AM before I had to get up, and am dying to get back to it this evening. I didn't dare bring it in with me to work, because I know I don't have enough willpower to keep away from it. Yes, my friends, I scored an ARC of Vicki Pettersson's THE SCENT OF SHADOWS, and Oh. My. God. I don't care what kind of books you like; if you have eyeballs and a brain, reserve it now.
Medieval Word of the Day: thrutch: To press, squeeze, crush; to crowd, throng
Aw, Susan. I'm sorry to hear that. You must be thrilled you made it as far as you did though. I hope you will keep sending it out there.
ReplyDeleteCarol
Too bad about the rejection, but congratulations on the encouraging rejection. It's a funny business.
ReplyDeleteAnd it sounds like you're getting closer to success, too.
I had a feeling it was somethign like that, and I was hoping it would've worked out- I'm sorry it didn't :(
ReplyDeletegood luck with whatever you decide to do!
Thanks, Carol, Beth and Julie!!! I appreciate your support and good wishes!
ReplyDeleteIt is a strange business, but I'm keeping on with it. I have a handful more already on my list to send to, though I might do one more read first...after Christmas. :)