I got rejected again yesterday.
This rejection was for a manuscript I really loved but the agent didn't and I understand. She loved my humorous mystery and tried really hard to sell it, but can't feel the same about this one.
So now I'm going to have to find an agent who loves this one as much as I do. You'd think as many rejections as I've had, another one wouldn't hit me so hard. But the last one is as bad as the first.
My sweet fellow took me out to dinner and stopped by the candy shop for fudge.
I gave myself a pep talk at bedtime. Today I'm back at work. Guess if you write, that's what you do.