Fail.

Holy crap have I been busy. Who knew buying a house would lead to so much damned work? It’s really quite exhausting, almost to the point where the weekend, far be it from two days of rest and relaxation, has been the “real” work week while the five days between are far more relaxing.

Not that they’re all that slow, either. The last few weeks wave been a Hell of emergency rushes and errors needing to be corrected, so between that and the seemingly never-ending work on the house (coupled with a few holidays thrown in for good measure), effort toward the writing front has been minimal, to put it best.

I did manage to send the first few chapters of Part Two off for review, though, something I personally requested as the remainder of the section is markedly different. The feedback will now, hopefully, have minimal effect on the overall direction of the story and focus more heavily on the method the story is told. I’ve since moved on and am knee-deep within the plot, running at about 2,000 words a day.

Oh, I also finalized a draft for my teeshirt design. That could be finished by now if I took some time to work on it at home… but, well, you already know. Doesn’t help that I’ve been sick the past few days, either. Be sure, my computer is unfortunately despondent because it has had little attention paid to it since we’ve moved into the house.

Did I mention I also fell down the stairs and ripped the handrail off the wall? That was fun. Again, Hell.

Fingers crossed it gets better in the new year, yeah?

On the Sanity’s Flaw front, by the way, I received a few more lovely notes from some esteemed agents. As follows:

Dear Mr. Pawlowski,

Thank you for your email.  I appreciate the opportunity to consider your work for possible representation, but I’m afraid I’ve decided to pass. 

Please do not be discouraged as many best-sellers have been passed on numerous times prior to being successfully published.  I wish you the best of luck finding an enthusiastic agent and publisher for your work.

Sincerely,

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Dear Author,

Please forgive this impersonal note but the high volume of correspondence makes it difficult for us to respond to you personally. Thank you for your query. Unfortunately it doesn’t match what we are looking for at this time. We hope other agents feel differently.

Best of luck.

Sincerely,

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Dear Author,

Thanks for writing me.  I apologize for the form letter, but the volume of query letters I receive makes it impossible to send personal responses to every writer.

Unfortunately, I must pass on your material.  I realize it is difficult to judge your potential from a query alone, but please know that I give serious attention to every letter and writing sample I receive.

Best of luck with your agent search,

No worries, as I’ve got a few more up my sleeve. And there’s always self-publication. I just may be exploring that option come the springtime if things don’t turn around sometime soon….