Apr. 3rd, 2009

megwrites: Reading girl by Renoir.  (Default)
I just sent out the email queries that I needed to send out, all ten of them. There is one addressed letter sitting beside me on my desk.

I really did it.

I'm slightly dizzy, and about to go out for dinner to celebrate and more than a bit nervous.

I really did it this time. I took it all the way. I went from a little idea, a few vague scenes, a couple of snippets of dialogue to a fully written book that is now sitting on the digital desks (well, the queries and synopses are) of agents. I revised and rewrote until there was nothing more I could do, until it was finished.

Whatever happens, whatever kind of rejections or rejections by time-out I get, I'm glad I did this. This is what I want, and I'm proud of myself.
megwrites: Reading girl by Renoir.  (Default)
So, um, one of the agents I emailed with a query letter? Emailed me back asking for a synopsis and 50 pages within hours of me sending that email. Not sure what that means, except that they want more materials to judge whether my novel is any good and I should continue to be patient and professional and not, you know, get any unnecessary hopes up.

Still, am I wrong to sort of be trembling with joy? Y/N?

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