I got the first official rejection of my book today.
Well, the first 10 pages, anyway.
The very first email in my box.
I knew it was coming--especially after I read over the query letter that went with it. It's amazing how many things you can find that should have been worded differently, or the one little typo that most people wouldn't have noticed, Of course, I did--too late. And I'm guessing the agent did. They have this thing, this odd fascination with words.* Of course, it couldn't have been all the fault of the query; I did send some of the book, too.
But now that the dreaded rejection part of the process is over, and I have the crying-over-the-first-rejection part of the process out of the way, I can finish things up and keep sending it out.
And resist the urge to just rewrite the whole manuscript again, first.
Sigh.
*It's a joke, people!
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