Well, I got my first rejection letter the other day. It consisted of two lines, I won't repost them up here, but basically, they said, "nice book, jackass. I'm not going to touch this with a 200 foot pole, but maybe you can peddle it off to one of my stupider collegues."
Okay, that's not anything like what he said, but it's my interpretation of it at the moment.
I'd like to know why, when I never check my mailbox, it's stuffed to the gills with ads, papers, bills, surveys, etc., but when I check it every day, hoping for a letter from an agent, the thing is empty. EMPTY. No bills, no fliers, not even the Summerlin Gazette, which I seem to get whether I want it or not, several times a week. But now that I want to look at my mail, I get nothing.
I suppose I shouldn't be looking for mail, though. I would think that if an agent wanted more of my book, they'd call, or e-mail. Even though I'd be sending it to them through the post, they'd get it faster than if they mailed a requst for it. But then, maybe they use the mail as a sort of prolonging thing, to give them more time to go over the submissions they already have so they can get to new ones quicker. I think that's what I would do.
Anyway, I just thought I'd share my first real agent communication I've gotten so far. Not terribly exciting, but, hey, it just means he doesn't realize that he just passed up the next huge series that will cause hoards of fans to dress up as the characters and act out scenes from the book at a release party in the bookstore.
Well, maybe not act out scenes. Crows are hard to come by, and someone might lose an eye.
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