The title has changed

I had to change the title of this blog to "Quixotic Aspirations". Actually I didn't have to, but I thought it better to do so since "Quixotic Endeavors" has already been taken as the name of a business. Oddly enough, that business is a literary agent.

Anticipation

Well, there's nothing left to do but to wait. It's been about a week, and I hear the average query wait time is one to three weeks. I can't stand it, but such is life.

This is a critical juncture for me. Depending on the response I get, I may or may not persue novel writing in the future. Now now, don't get all uppity - I know that rejection is par for the course in the literary world. I'm not saying if I get a 'no' I'm finished. No, not hardly. I'd only consider calling it quits if I get a 'No, please, please, don't ever write again. You're horrible, you made me cry, and my eyes are now bleeding.'. Anything other than that I would consider an encouragement.

One person's garbage is another's treasure. This may sound pessimistic, but I would rather call it realistic. It's absurd to think that one person, who never put forth any piece of writing other than assignments in high school or college, would get a deal with a literary agent for his first novel, and with the first agent he tried! But if it happens, meh, what are you going to do? Say no?

Snail mail it is

Well, still nothing. I assume I won't hear anything via email. It's possible it never got through, but I doubt it. It's either the mail never made it or I'm going to enter the 'pain in the ass' stage by pestering her.

That leaves one alternative: snail mail. Protocol says to send a S.A.S.E. for the response. I'll send it out hopefully tomorrow morning. We shall see.

In the meantime, I have my next project outlined. It's a nifty story. If you're interested in a similar story, read "The Grid" by Philip Kerr. I haven't read through all of it yet, but it's pretty neat-o.