Whence last I left you, fearless reader, I had been offered representation. After getting an agent, the polite thing (and sometimes the exciting thing) to do is to send an e-mail to the other agents you've queried, allowing them a chance to make a counter offer, of sorts, or to at least get a chance to read the manuscript.
I sent the e-mail out at about 8:30am the day after I received the offer.
At about 8:32 I had a request for a full from an agent at D4EO. The agent said she'd get back to me in a week. A week!
So, all week I was biting nails, pulling out hair (I'm serious) and hardly getting any sleep. I was checking my e-mail, my voice mail, making sure my phone was on, making sure it was working. I'd test call myself--I'm serious--just to Be. Sure. Every. Line. Of. Communication. Was. Open.
Then I got it.
The e-mail from D4EO.
I pulled over--because I can't drive and read e-mails, right?--at a wayside overlooking a river. I got out of the car, my heart pounding, and walked through all the squishy mud to find a beautiful rock to sit on.
And I read it. And read it again. She didn't want the book.
But, seriously, guys, it was the Most. Amazing. Rejection. Ever.
I. Mean. Ever.
I laughed, I cried, I literally almost hurled. It was that fantastic.
At the end, there was even hope.
So, the question I then had to decide upon was whether or not to accept the offer from Agent 1. I like the agent. We get along well. I even edit for her other manuscripts. But, long story short, I am continuing to query. At this point I am not going to accept the offer from Agent 1 (there will probably be a post about this later, but I'll wait on that). I may be burning bridges (I just typed burning bridgets, and I really hope I don't do that--eek!) but I
My baby is still out in the world, and I am sure, if two agents loved it, so will a third.
Until, then, I'll keep working on my next WIP, Code Name: BBCH and plotting some more blog entries.