Three Months? Seems Longer...

In today's newspaper, the Speed Bump comic panel drawn by Dave Coverly had a guy handing over his crumpled manuscript to an editor sitting behind a desk. The writer says to the editor, "It's an autobiography of a guy who spent his whole life trying to get his first *#&#* book published."

Ain't that the truth!

Submitting query letters to agents is a full-time job. In three months I have queried 20 agents. For my efforts, I have received three very nice rejections, twelve outright rejections (including six no responses) and have five agents still in the "haven't spent the time to reject it" category.

Time has ceased to have meaning. I'm getting older faster. Not in dog years, but in writer years. Every

month is like a year to a writer. That beats those mangy mongrels all to heck!

But I intend to "Keep Calm, and Query On." Wish me luck!