It is really hard to not get frustrated when you have worked really hard at something and the next step seems like miles away. I finished my manuscript this summer, spent a good chunk of time editing and feel like it is as polished as I can get it. So the next step is attempting to get agency representation. It is so daunting and just plain ‘ole difficult. I don’t have contacts, leads or the best friend from college who is now a literary agent.
All I have to go on is google search and just *hope* when I send my query and first pages into the great beyond, someone receives it on the other end. And that that someone is head over heels in love with it. I believe in my story, I just need to find an agent who does too.
In the mean time, to get my mind off the things I have zero control over, I am working on a new project. Scratch that, I have tried to start about 7 new projects and I get 20 pages or so into each of them and feel like it is all crap and needs to be deleted.
So back to square one of feeling like this is never going to happen and that it is all for naught and begin to think about self publishing for the 100th time.
I heard the author of The Help sent letters for representation to 70 agents before one said YES, I believe in this. I have only had eleven rejections so far so I can’t lose hope just yet.
In the mean time I need to figure out what story is calling to me and start getting it down.
I totally get ya girl. Love you. Time to catch up!?