I got a reply from all three agents, and I won’t sugarcoat it or anything; I was rejected. I’ve been surprisingly cool about the whole thing. Before I sent it off, I was so worried about how I was going to react if I got rejected– would I cry? Would I be sad? Would I lose faith in myself? The actual thing that happened was none of those. I felt oddly nonchalant about it. Oh well, they didn’t like it; there is bound to be an agent out there who will. I didn’t even feel offended by them implying they didn’t like my work enough. I know it’s not on the same level as real, proper, published adult authors. I started to write it when I was 13; I knew it could probably do with work. Now that I’ve matured, and I am three years older, I think it needs a bit of polishing before I send it to more agents. Three isn’t very many, I know, but I have been desiring to edit Tacita once more. I’ve been writing a lot this past year (nothing major, just practicing and expanding on ideas that spring into my mind), so I think I have improved and matured in my style and vocabulary.
First of all, I have to get the hell that is mock exams out of the way, and after that I will delve back into my novel and make it the best I can make it before I send it to more agents. I’ll probably send it to many more next time (maybe six like all the advice suggests), and I hope that I will be able to deal with the rejection as coolly as I’ve done this time round! And anyway, if I send it to 30 agents and they all say no, the world of self-publishing will be the way forward. In this day and age, self-published books have the ability to get really big, so it’s not a process that is doomed to end in failure for your book. That really excites me actually, but I do definitely want to try going the traditional route first. Who knows what the future holds? For now, on to Round 2 of finding an agent!
Your motivated blogger, Jaz