Oh, ouch

One of the things I HAVE been doing is continuing to seek an agent for the novel I finished last spring.  About half the queries I've sent have resulted in a request for a partial, and three have read the full. Nothing but passes yet, but the ones who've read have had good things to say, and been very kind in their ultimate rejection.

Now, I'm also used to form rejections. They're a part of the biz. I understand their necessity. No problem there.

Today, I got a form rejection from an agent in response to an email query that had included the first four grafs. It was the standard "No reflection on your work, my plate is full, have to be very choosy, sorry there's no personal response, yada yada..." I'm a big girl. I can take it.

Except, the assistant that emailed the rejection hadn't bothered to delete the comments her boss (the agent) had originally made when forwarding the query to her.

So, underneath the rejection, we have the agent's very blunt "I think there's nothing really interesting about this..."

Ouch.

It's certainly not as bad as some of the horror stories I've heard about this kind of thing happening, but it stings. It's enough to make me wonder if the ones who said they laughed out loud, the ones who said they identified with the main character, the ones who said they liked the pacing...were lying, and didn't really think anything good, and were just being nice.

I'll get over it. Tomorrow will help - I'm going to see Diana Gabaldon! And Kim! And I'm wearing my funky new boots that make me look young and hip!

So there.

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