Monday, May 25, 2009

What Doesn't Kill Me.

Another rejection letter. Oh god it stings. I haven't had enough sleep to be able to deal with, of all things, more rejection.

So, I joined this website thing and got a lot of new email addresses and agents to send another wave of queries to. It's a healthy reaction in a way I suppose. Every time I am pushed back I just get so angry I have to something, anything.

The website is and I mainly chose it as a cheaper alternative to the literary market place. So far it seems to have a lot of agents that weren't in the writers handbook. So, assuming they are not fictional, it's been worth the spash.

Maybe I will get to the stage where there will be nothing left for me to strike back with. But I am not there yet, so I will continue. Continue to throw myself against this brick wall. Well, it's not like I have a choice. Failure is not an option.

The people out there are being deprived of my writing, who shall step in to set things right?


  1. It looks like a part of the game theory.
    Take it easy, Eoghan.

  2. You're right of course. Thanks Cbel.

    I let this kind of thing affect me way too much. Haven't been eating right and have had trouble sleeping.

    It's just not productive.