#wipeout - Jinx is my middle name.

I told you I shouldn't have said it. I told you and then I said it anyway. And what did I do? I jinxed myself.

I was writing. I mentioned it in passing on Tuesday. Oh, look at me, I'm writing. It was beautiful. It was wonderful.

Then I got an email. 

It was a lovely and surprisingly helpful Rejection Letter from the publisher that saw my pitch on Twitter.

That shut The Muse right up, let me tell you. Immediately.

But, Heather, you said it was lovely and helpful? How can that be?

Well, they were really nice. Said twice that they liked my writing, which of course they didn't have to say.

They mentioned some specific problems that were keeping them from taking on the book.

Figuring I had nothing to lose, I emailed them back and asked if I reworked the book would they take another look.

Graciously, they said yes.

Although, I would have to go through the process the traditional way this time around.


Emotional roller coaster. *yak noise*


I know what you guys are saying. I can hear the words ringing in my ears. Just do it.

And, I probably will.

They really only want more, more romance and more plot to keep the pages turning.

I can do that.

I can.

It's just going to take me some time to switch gears.

So, I'm going to go do that. Switch some gears with...some switches and maybe a red pen.

And, maybe some wine that Anon/K offered.

And, some chocolate.

And, coffee.

And...