I am a literary query rejection specialist! Yes. It's true. No, really. Somehow in my deluted mind, I am now excited over some rejections. My family clearly doesn't understand my bliss. So I'll tell you about it. Surely YOU understand!
After carefully selecting a few places to send my narrative nonfiction book, BREAKING THE CODE - A DAUGHTER'S JOURNEY, I began working on other endeavors. But then today, I saw a letter in the mail. It wasn't the SASE I'd sent with it. I won't say who it was from, but suffice to say, an impressive agent. And there was no line that read, "Sorry for the form letter, but..." In fact it was five sentences long and one of those sentences was two and a half lines! Wow! Also, every line of it was about MY book!
She said she admires my courage in sharing something so personal. She talked about communication with my father (which is what the story is about...sort of). She said she is taking on very few projects and just can't take it on. But she wished me the best in moving forward with it. OMG. I mean...OMG, OMG, OMG! That's exciting, right?
I read it to my significant other. He was standing at the time; he did not say, "Lemme sit down for this." He didn't faint. He didn't congratulate me.
"This is a big deal," says I.
"A really big deal!"
"The big-time agents just don't write personal notes like that." blink.
"Uh that's great, honey?"
OK. So my family doesn't get it. Do you?