Last night at midnight, I hit the send button and emailed another query letter. My stomach was buzzing. A white blanket of hope was ...Hope? Really?
Maybe the same kind of hope as in "fat chance in hell" - whatever that means.
Don't get me wrong, it would be a total thrill to be selected by an agent. I can actually imagine calling my friends. Wow!
Then reality sets back in. And the belief in Kindle and Nook. These are two things in life that are certain. And yes, they still bring me hope. But a kind of hope that actually feels real.
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