Well-worn Paths

     I didn’t want to go for my walk when I got up today. After a wonderful and exhausting reunion last night, I just wanted to stay in my PJs, curled up in bed with a cup of coffee the size of New Hampshire while I ogle pictures of Jason Momoa on my laptop. I didn’t feel like getting dressed, putting on shoes, preparing a water bottle – but I did. Continue reading

Rejections, Boxes, and Caterpillar Soup

     I received another agent rejection today. It was actually a very pleasant letter telling me he didn’t feel he was the right fit for my story. I can respect that. At least I feel like he seriously considered my work before declining, and I would be happy to query him again if I write something else that may be more in-line with his agenting preferences.

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