I’ve been avoiding this post, heeding all the dire warnings to writers not to be too open on the Internet. Because, of course, all six visitors to this blog might rat me out, right? Truth be told, I have no real complaints about agents. They’ve been swell, honestly. I’ve been lucky I guess. Let me be more specific. I don’t have an agent. I queried a bunch, and only one banana in the bunch didn’t want to see the manuscript. How cool is that? I guess I write a really good query letter! So that was quite exciting! I rewrote the manuscript for one agent, who wanted to see it longer, deeper, make me feel cheaper… whoops, I digress. Bottom line–two instant rejections. “You write great characters, but I didn’t like the plot.” “I loved the plot, but wasn’t crazy about your characters.” It was lovely to get feedback, but what do you do with something like that? So it’s out to three more spots (yep, it’s a good query), and I’m waiting for more conflicting critiques. Oh, yes, one said “you’re a strong writer, but I didn’t like this as much as I thought I would.” Hear that scream? That’s me in my apartment. WHY???? Tell me why? What didn’t you like? But it’s not their job. It’s kinda like hitting a dartboard blindfolded, with someone saying “warmer, colder, ouch, colder, colder, warmer…” Have no idea what to do to this book to make it a bullseye. So I’ll watch the mail, hoping not to see any envelopes with my own handwriting on them. Fingers crossed for me. It’s a good book, honest.