Another day, another rejection...

An update on the mail I've received this week.

MONDAY: Rejection from literary agent (Query stamped with "Not accepting new clients")

TUESDAY: Rejection from literary agent (Stock letter, "Dear Author, not sufficently enthused, changing market, etc etc")

WEDNESDAY: Long overdue cheque from January (whoo!)

THURSDAY: Rejection from literary agent (Stock letter, "Dear Author, Busy, Not accepting new clients, etc etc")


I must say, I am looking forward to the weekend. No mail. No rejection. What kills me is that these agents -- who are only middle men, after all -- haven't even read my stories.

It's depressing as hell. Am hoping this is just merely the troublesome beginning engineered to weed out the wimps.

Or maybe I'm wasting my time.

Or my timing is bad.

Or I'm stupid even to try and get published in a Canadian market.

Or they hate me. Even from my writing, they can sense I'm overweight and sufficiently uncute to work with.

And I suppose that listening to The Smiths' The Queen Is Dead doesn't help, either.
Three more rejections to go...