Dec 04, 2007 00:42
I got another rejection letter today. It's my third one. Looking on the brightside, I've been waiting on this letter for a month, so it's nice to finally get it. (On the realistic side, rejection sucks) Searching for a literary agent is very much like applying to college. I saw my envelope in the mailbox and I was praying, "please be thick, please be thick!" And of course, it was thin. It was a rejection, but it was the first nice, personalized rejection I got. It was encouraging, because the agency I was applying to was one of the biggest in the WORLD and they took the time to personalize it! TO ME!
This is the last paragraph:
Please remember that this is only one opinion a highly subjective business and another agecy may feel differently. Good luck in finding representation, and thank you for thinking of [this lit agency].
It made me happy and really sad at the same time. I understand that rejection happens, and as my mother sagely told me "you only need one 'yes'," but I understandly felt like shit. For 15 minutes. I refuse to dwell. If I do, I'm going to drive myself crazy! (Hey, then I'd have a much better story to write, lol) I'm going to tweak my cover letter and send out another one in a few days.