Feeling blue
August 25th, 2005

I’m feeling kinda blue and down on myself today. I haven’t broadcast it, but I have three submissions out there to agents and a publishing house. I haven’t heard spit, squat, nada. One of them has been more than two months, probably closer to three. Sigh…
Other authors are jumping on the NY bandwagon and selling and contracting all over the place. So what’s wrong with me? Why can’t I get a contract or an agent?
I think I’m not aggressive enough… I don’t e-mail people (I figure that will piss them off to get a cold pitch via e-mail), just send subs by snail mail. I do things the way I’m supposed to like a good girl. And I wait, and wait, and wait. You get the picture.
I received good reviews (two 4 1/2 stars from RT) and I know my writing is good. It’s hard to be patient when someone you don’t particularly like snatches up the agent you targeted.
Now I’m starting to sound petty and self-pitying. Time to kick my own ass. “Be patient. Don’t be concerned with what the others are doing. You know you can write well. You have the staying power to really make a career out of writing. Focus on you and what you’re doing.”
Is it working? Hell, I don’t know. I’ve got to get into the upswing for the SiN party Saturday. I’m on first with my peeps Cece and Christy.
I shouldn’t let all this bother me, but I do. Human nature and the propensity for self-flagellation. I think I’ll go shopping for a purse at lunch. My friend Donnie calls it “retail therapy”. Or better yet, I want him to come make me feel better.
Bedroom eyes...

One comment to “Feeling blue”

  1. Aw babe!!!!!!!!! (((((((((Beth))))))))) I know exactly how you feel. EX-ACTLY. Sometimes this is a frustrating slutty whore of a business (did I make you smile?) that has little to do with talent and a lot to do with luck and it’s not fair but that’s life. Just keep querying. Don’t be a good girl. Good girls go to heaven but they have no interesting stories to tell when they get there.