Well it has been a pretty busy start of the week. I got my first rejections from agents. Part of me, like any aspiring author, secretly wanted every agent I sent it to, to love my book. But when I saw the returned envelope in my mailbox I was really excited! Does that sound demented? Surely no one wants to be rejected. But I actually feel like a proper writer now. One that can moan about how hard it is to get published, and one that is actually getting her work out there. I feel like I’ve actually started the process.
The funny thing was when I started writing the novel I did it to fill a few evenings when my boyfriend was away during the week. And then I actually finished it, so this whole trying to be an author is very new.
I have to admit it has also made my day job easier. I’m a museum curator, and I’ve noticed that when I’m writing exhibition texts or articles for work I’m much more concise with words and I’m being far more critical of what I write. Oh and I have I mentioned before I’m a really annoyingly optimistic person. Watch out for my blog posts when I’ve been rejected 100 more times!
Anyway I after receiving two rejections I started looking at my cover letter and synopsis and rewrote them. I’ve sent it out to another agency yesterday keep your fingers crossed! X
Read about my general mutterings on my books and life in general.