This afternoon I received my second rejection from literary agents I’ve approached about my book. Both rejections were kind, respectful, personal, and positive, yet for various reasons, my book was not a good fit for them. I haven’t received a form letter rejection, so I guess that’s something.
Even in the “no’s”, I’m earning my stripes as an author. I’m not discouraged, yet I want to keep this real. This stage of the process involves being vulnerable and putting myself out there again and again. And y’all – that’s hard.
However, if I’ve learned anything in a 23-yr infertility journey it’s how to be relentless. This book is beautiful and powerful, and I’m not just saying that because it’s mine. I wholeheartedly believe our world needs to hear the truth that God’s redemptive power and unending mercy can transform the brokenness in our lives to accomplish his purposes.
One small publisher has already said yes, which is a legitimate option already. There are several more proposals out there for traditional publishing that I’m waiting to hear back from. There are likely more “no’s”, but that’s ok because there will be the right “yes” soon. This baby of mine will be born. I’m just looking for the right hospital to help me deliver.
