i do give a damn.
sigh. i spent 6 1/2 hours today on my butt in a vaguely comfortable chair at starbucks, sending out 20, count them, 20 query letters to 20 different agencies.
i've receive 2 back already saying no. not even interested.
i'm not to care. i shouldn't care. but i care.
i should be excited that richard blackaby might be reading my novel. dang, did i spell his name right? i've had a glass of rose so i'm a little tipsy. i think it's contributing to my crab-on.
so why should i mind?
cause i do. she says in a small voice, hiding from under her heavy duvet.
1 comment:
Of course you mind! That's not just a book, it's your heart and soul poured out in that! Minding probably doesn't feel good, and may not be good, however it's certainly a normal feeling to have! (((((hugs))))) and best of luck!
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