Not for imprecations or the casting of dark spells. Just 'cause I need a friend made of red yarn to give me the power of persistence.
The agent, who is a nice guy from all appearances, said no.
Very nicely. But a no is a no is a no. So. Okay. I got right back on the horse that threw me and sent off two queries yesterday. One was a no by bedtime. Now, that is NOT FAIR.
Also, the refrigerator -- which is not a nice guy refrigerator -- appears to be dying. Slowly, which is good, but dang. There is an expression we Americans like to use: "I didn't need that right now." I bet we're the only culture that goes around saying stupid stuff like that. I bet the earthquake/tsunami, hunger, strife and malaria-ridden third world people don't go around saying "I didn't need that right now." We're so spoiled.
Anyway, this is a lesson in VooDoll persistence: if you write, your writing will be rejected. No. Really. Rejected. Not just gently cast aside and then embraced. Rejected. Rejected. Rejected. Rejected. And then, on one marvelous sunny day? Rejected again! And your only, only hope is to be dogged like a dogged dog doggie dog dog. Stick a pin in your VooDoll, chant the chant and wish for superhuman doggedness.
And a refrigerator repairperson.
And remember, all we of the Artist's Way, that being creative with our own Universe-given creativity is its own reward. I say yes to my work. I do not reject the effort or the rejection. I still dancing. You dance, too.