It has been about two weeks since I last submitted a whole bunch of queries to agents...twenty-six agents, to be exact. This time around, I didn't cringe when I read that some agencies requested the first five pages with my query, because I was actually comfortable with those pages. I have gotten back four rejects...which, in reality, isn't too bad, considering the math. I was pretty hopeful to hear back from one particular agent, since last year, before I revised my book, he had requested the manuscript. This was an exciting time for me since he responded within just a few short days of receiving my query. However, he informed me that it wasn't quite what he had been looking for, and sent me on my way. Although I was disappointed, I wasn't surprised. I didn't particularly like several parts of my book, but the thrill of actually finishing a large piece of work was greater than my desire to change it.
Just a few months ago, after picking my book back up again, I ended up revising it a lot, and added twice as much to the story to make it a happily-ever-after type book. It was hard work, but I finally was pleased with the finished product. Anyway, I was kinda bummed after I resubmitted my new query letter to this one agent, because I still haven't heard back from him. I thought for sure he'd be one of the ones interested. I know it's not realistic to expect an immediate answer, but I guess my hopes were high with his quick response the last time.
My desire to become a published author is pretty strong. With one of my good friends, Stacy Carrol, as a published author, I knew that my dream could actually become a reality...but I needed to do something about it. I liked my book, my sister liked my book, so surely there were some agents who might like my book. Instead of waiting around, I re-submitted twenty new queries last night, this time changing my genre to chick-lit instead of narrative. Every now and then, when I submit to an agency, I receive an automated message letting me know that they received my e-mail. Last night, I got two, and decided against reading them this morning. I was so relieved when I read them, because one of them was a reminder to send in my first 50 pages. It said I could just resubmit my original query with the attachment. I reviewed my sent e-mails, and realized that I hadn't attached it! (I don't even know if I had been aware I was to send in those pages.) So, I re-submitted, then went to bed.
This morning, before even 8:00 a.m., I obsessively checked my e-mail, knowing full well that it was unreasonable to get a response. I had gotten two! Of course, they were rejects, but there was still the satisfaction of getting an answer, instead of waiting around for weeks on end, wondering if they had forgotten me. When Spencer came home from school, I let him know that two of my queries had quickly been thrown into the slush pile. Lucky me. I got back on the internet, and saw another response. "Oh look, another reject," I told him as I clicked my e-mail opened. I skimmed the e-mail (just in case), when suddenly, "Hey, wait!!" I re-read my e-mail, and realized that one agency (the one I had sent the first 50 pages of my manuscript to) had requested to read my full manuscript!
What makes me excited about this time around is that the first several pages aren't nearly as great as my last several pages, and so I'm pretty hopeful about this one. Anyway, just thought I'd pass on the great news!