Well, bless her heart, she got back to me in less than 12 hours. At least I didn’t have to wait six weeks for a rejection letter. Or for no rejection letter.
I so desperately wanted to have another query out there – my goal is always to have two out at a time – that I stayed up way too late composing this letter, so I wasn’t thinking clearly. The letter, as I look back on it now, was sadly lacking in personal details about the agent, whom I’d actually researched. (I always do. I’m trying to increase my odds here, not kill them.) But I was so tired I didn’t communicate that clearly. Ahem. I didn’t communicate that at all.
And then she goes and gets back to me less than 12 hours later. What agent (besides Nathan Bransford) does that?
I should have waited to write the query, let alone send it, till I was less tired and, yes, less desperate.
The irony, of course, is that I now have to send another query, so that when Agent #10 gets back to me with her no-thanks, I still have someone to hope for. Not that I’m feeling particularly hopeful these days.
Rejection is rather wearing.