Although my quest continues to find a literary agent for my first novel, rejections can be extremely disheartening. I am not giving up, by any means, but merely trying to maintain a sense of humor through a very lengthy process. Please feel free to read the post below to the tune of The Sounds of Silence.
The Sound of Querying
Hello rejection, my old friend
I’ve come to tolerate you again
Because revisions softly creeping
Left their seeds while I was sleeping
And the edit that was planted in my brain
Within the bounds of rewrites
In restless dreams my plot was formed
All my characters were transformed
Into people I would love to know
Except the serial killer, he can go
The words came to me in the wee hours of the night
I couldn’t write
I hoped my phone was recording
And in the morning light I heard
Two or three hundred added words
Words I don’t remember speaking at all
I’m glad my smart phone has voice recall
I was recording things while I was practically asleep
My thoughts were deep
I knew I had to query
Fool, said I, you do not know,
Agents like the answer NO
Without reading your full manuscript
The whole story, they completely skipped
And my words, were never fully read, but instead
They landed on the bottom of the slush pile
Beta readers said it’s great
Into a movie it should be made
But you’re not allowed to tell agents that
You can only hope they want to chat
And the sad thing, although I was told my writing was outstanding
It still means nothing
It just echoes in the sounds of querying
Brilliant! Thanks for sharing!
🙂 It keeps me motivated.
This needs to be covered by Disturbed.
His voice is haunting….he’d be perfect!