Wednesday, February 25, 2009.
“I don’t think they read your query,” my Dad says for the hundredth time in an attempt to make feel not-loserish.
“But they all say they read every query,” I say. “It just didn’t grab them.”
Thursday, February 26, 2009.
“I don’t think they read your query,” says my friend, whom I will call Miranda, as that is not her name.
“But they all say they read every query,” I say with slightly less conviction.
Is it possible that all of those interviews, blogs and posts are actually artful sculpting of the truth? Could it be that they did not, in fact, read my query? It’s impossible to know with the standard rejection. Time to revisit that query.
I posted about rejection and our our high school Charlie Brown a couple posts back. It is a way of life.
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You are absolutely right, of course they are. And yet you never think they will happen to you until, well, they happen to you. Thanks for being my very first comment!