All weekend I've been checking Miss Snark's First Victim to read the Secret Agent comments and all the entries. I had a feeling, as noted before, that the Secret Agent was an agent with my partial manuscript. Well, I was correct. Unfortunately the agent passed on my partial manuscript yesterday, but she did include a … Continue reading the end of the secret agent contest
So I had planned out a whimsical, benign post. But honestly, I just don't feel it today.I recently read someone compare the search for an agent to being bipolar. How true. I find myself alternating between feelings of pure confidence and hopefulness to the way down, dark pit of despair. A request has me flying … Continue reading Huh.
This is the very first rejection I ever received. I sent out a group of three poems to this publication right before my seventeenth birthday because I felt sure my genius required some outlet. How or why I chose this particular journal I can't say. This was the days before web searches and the ease … Continue reading The Wicked Rejection