First, my apologies for a lack of entries. My brain was crushed by the holidays, even as my stomach expanded. I enjoyed a holiday with my family, including finally meeting (in person) my nephew Tyson. On a sadder note, I turned 29. On my birthday, I went to IHOP for free pancakes. (Actually, my dad ate the free ones, while I opted for Swedish crepes.)
One good thing, the general sloth of the holiday has given rise to a newfound energy and hunger for achievement. I've begun a flurry of research and brainstorming and goal-setting. I'm still disorganized but getting there. As shown by my goals for 2014, I plan to be bolder this year.
One bad thing, I sent out queries and almost immediately got a rejection. Russell Galen wrote: "I'll be honest with you, though -- this sounds like it might be interesting but not interesting enough for me to set aside time to read nearly a quarter-million words."
While I'm happy to get an actual reason for a rejection and also glad my query sounded interesting, this pretty much confirms my fears: my book is too long. It makes me a little sad, because I've tried, several times, to make it shorter. What can I do?