My characters are talking to me in my sleep. I'm making notes on scraps of paper in my purse. My wrist callus is back (I'm one of those lazy typists who rests their wrists. Gasp.). These are all good signs. Call it the muse, Call it inspiration, call it anything you want. The fact of the matter is, I'm in the zone.
I know the rule. I know the "never submit before it's finished" rule. But I did. I heard a not-to-be-named agent requesting manuscripts that were exactly like mine. So I queried. And I waited and wrote. Waited and wrote. Waited and didn't write for awhile. Then I heard back. It was a rejection, but an awesome one. Agent X stated that she hadn't forgotten and she was sorry it took so long but that she was strongly considering representing me for several weeks but unfortunately a project she was working on was dominating her time.
The letter was LONG and PERSONAL. Both great in the query world.
I don't think anyone has ever been so happy about a rejection letter. And so I'm working on finishing the darn thing and am confident that when the time is right, I'll be able to find representation.
Laugh, cry and curse right along with me as I share bits and pieces of my adventures in the writing life.
Listen to Your Mother Cast 2014
A Splendid Torch
"This is the true joy in life, the being used for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one; the being a force of nature instead of a feverish, selfish little clod of ailments and grievances complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy.I am of the opinion that my life belongs to the whole community, and as long as I live it is my privilege to do for it whatever I can.I want to be thoroughly used up when I die, for the harder I work the more I live. I rejoice in life for its own sake. Life is no “brief candle” for me. It is a sort of splendid torch which I have got hold of for the moment, and I want to make it burn as brightly as possible before handing it on to future generations."