Well, I’m no longer a virgin—I have received my first official rejection letter. She was nice about it, and everything; we aren’t a good fit. Plus, I evidently have cooties (see below).
And with that, I can now probably call myself a real writer. I have joined the hallowed ranks of, well…every would-be writer who has been told no.
As I blogged last week, this was my first query letter to an agent. Getting an agent is a long slog, and I’m moving on to the next set of query letters this week. Wish me luck!
Image made with additional help from Shutterstock.
July 5th, 2012 at 5:24 PM
Love the photo. About seven and a half times the artistic ability I posses.
July 5th, 2012 at 8:35 PM
That’s bad news, Tim, because I was actually trying. I can’t draw my way out of a wet paper bag. :)
July 16th, 2012 at 5:31 PM
Bryan, Your mother is so proud! I’m pleased to see all those art lessons and honors English classes paid off.
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