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For Queries It’s About the Soul Sucking Impersonal Rejection

Below is an email I received recently and I felt compelled to share it.

This was a response from a query I sent out a couple of weeks ago.

The agent indicated that they were open to women’s fiction, contemporary, commercial….etc. Well, that’s a perfect description of the manuscript I’m currently querying.

Each query takes time. There’s a lot of moving pieces. See HERE for all the ins and outs of the query letter. Just to get it ready to send, I:

That entire process takes the better part of an hour–at least. So to receive the response that I did below, really pissed me off.

I know this is a knee jerk reaction and one that’s probably more emotional than anything, but it still bugs me.

I found this email to be an insult and terribly unprofessional. I would have preferred they never responded. It’s not the rejection. I can respect that. It’s the delivery and lack of professional respect.

What this letter tells me is that I’ve completely wasted my time in researching that agent and literary agency. Why did I bother? I have no idea who LaToya is… probably an intern. The letter was addressed to properly and professionally to the agent I was querying so for someone to say the project “doesn’t sound right” for his list… Like seriously?

So Why Do We Continue to Query?

This is the question of the century for me.

I actually find the whole process really degrading and I now understand why so many take the route of self publishing.

Are we all waiting to be “THE ONE” out of a million who are vying for the attention of an agent?

Artists have always struck out on their own and writers are doing it more everyday.

The world is definitely changing with technology and such, I’m sure the industry will eventually have to find a way to morph with the wants and needs of the reading public.

I’m now at a point in my life where I’m asking

If not know, then when…

We’ll see. Stay tuned.

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