So, people have been doing a lot of weird and unusual things during this pandemic, and of course I did not join in because I was too busy binge watch shows like Grimm, Desperate Housewives and Money Heist to care. But inbetween watching people make stupid decisions I made a decision of my own and decided to find a literary agent.
Since May I have been writing manuscripts and query letters, sending them out to every agent I could find and waiting... lots and lots of waiting. I told myself that I wasn't going to give up because I knew I had potential; enough that some agent, somewhere in this world would see that potential and want to nurture it and build it into my dream career....
Well it's been three months and I'm still looking for that dream agent. I have received over twenty rejection letters and every time I receive one the fire inside me burns hotter and brighter because I know I'm getting that much closer to that 'YES'. I have three manuscripts in circulation and so far I have three full reads under review. It's going to happen people; I can feel it.
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