It's query week or month. In came a email rejection this morning (turnaround = 2 days), and by the afternoon, I sent out another query. I'm fired up! And slogging through it. It's all about one foot in front of the other, people. That's all it is. Really. Sometimes my feet feel like they're stuck in mud, other times I feel as fleet-footed as a gazelle. (As much as I can imagine being a gazelle! And I can imagine it.)

Today's image comes is a reflection shot of the pencils and pens lined up on my window sill. This window sill is at ankle level. Floor to ceiling windows look out into my patio garden. The afternoon sunlight highlights the budding dahlias and sweet basil.
Copyright 2008 by Dora Wolfe

I received a very nicely worded rejection from Fine Print Literary Agency:


"Thank you for your query, which I read with interest. Unfortunately, I am not the right agent for your work. However, do not despair as I am sure another agent will feel quite differently.

Thank you for considering me. I wish you the best of luck with your writing."


OKAY -- it made me feel good reading it.

Well, as my heroine says, "Onward, forward!"

PS. I still haven't word back from Belle Books, who are considering my full. It's only been 10 days. I'll give them more time. Hey, some agents and editors have had my novel under consideration for almost two years; I have no idea what that means. ALl I cando and do do is keep writing. Onward, forward...