Hello! Sorry about the long hiatus. I’ve been muddying through the writing and querying trenches.
I spent a year or so querying my first thriller. For those who aren’t quite as familiar with the jargon, I’ve been looking for a literary agent.
After sending a boatload of queries, I got a handful of manuscript requests. I could almost taste the sweetness of being represented.
In the end, the answer was no. No one offered representation.
That hurt. A lot.
Though I got positive feedback, like this thriller has the potential to be a bestseller, I wasn’t sure what sort of fix it needed.
Isn’t that what a literary agent is for?
I didn’t know what to do next. I’ll admit I felt dejected, discouraged, and distressed. At my worst, I like an imposter, incapable of writing something worthwhile.
After some serious soul-searching – no, I’m kidding. At some point, I realized the manuscript wasn’t ready to die (or wherever rejected and abandoned manuscripts go).
I sweat much blood in the process of significantly and substantively revising the manuscript. That’s done, and I have begun querying, again, with a different book title that better fits the story.
Who wants to know the title of my future debut novel?
WAM - Writing and Art in the Making 