Lately I feel like a complete downer in Hell, where everyone has sparkly new submissions out. My submission went nowhere and now it's back to the drawing board.
It's the second-book syndrome, without the benefit of having been published.
It's the terror of having to please a single agent with my next book, instead of having the revenge query option.
It's the fear (or reality for many) of being unagented again.
It's the hangover after the heady days of first being represented, when I thought my dreams were going to come to true.
It's the knowledge that to succeed, I have to keep plugging away, but not knowing if I have the tenacity to do so.
Anybody else with me?
It's the second-book syndrome, without the benefit of having been published.
It's the terror of having to please a single agent with my next book, instead of having the revenge query option.
It's the fear (or reality for many) of being unagented again.
It's the hangover after the heady days of first being represented, when I thought my dreams were going to come to true.
It's the knowledge that to succeed, I have to keep plugging away, but not knowing if I have the tenacity to do so.
Anybody else with me?