So yesterday I received a rejection from one of the agents that had my partial. She said the writing was strong and engaging but she wasn’t overly excited about the violence in the story. Hey, I understand. It’s about gladiators and I have fight scenes in the arena which means there’s a lot of death and dismemberment.

Tis okay.

It’s still on submission with the other agent. So we’ll see what happens with that, if anything. I’m finding that rejections don’t bother me as much as they used to. Oh, sure, I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t disappointed. But at least I can handle it a little better than back in the old days. I think I still have my first real rejection letter from TOR when they first launched their paranormal romance line. It was from Anna Genoese. She liked my writing. I wish I’d gotten off my duff and written another piece and submit to her. Ah well. Coulda, shoulda, woulda will get you nowhere.

So Sunday night I decided enough with this avoiding-writing thing. I got stuff done around the house and once I got the kid in bed, I got the Mini, the iPod, and sat down in my bed. I put in the ear buds, played Loreena McKennitt and just started writing. I wrote for an hour and half and by the time I got to a stopping point I had just over 2000 words. It was GREAT.

Hopefully I’ll have a repeat performance (writing this before I actually sit down to write, so I’ll have to update the progess if any). I’d like to get the draft done by January 1 of this new book. That’s the new goal, anyway.

Not much else going on except work, work, work. I’ve got a lot of interviews coming up so I’ll be sure to share the links when they’re posted!