So my inbox continues to be devoid of any replies from agents; though this means I haven’t yet been rejected by them it’s still disheartening. So, in the meantime, my fabulous boyfriend has been helping me fact-check my work in progress, to make sure I don’t sound like a huge idiot when I start subbing it.
Problem: I’m now so in love with book number two that editting book number one has fallen a few notches on my list of priorities. *smacks forehead* Oops.
I think I’m just so horribly DONE with tearing apart and rewriting “Whatever’s Left” that I’m beginning to associate it with heightened stress-levels and all around craziness. Should probably work on getting past that, huh?