There must be something wrong with me.
Not only am I looking for an agent to represent my book about the true story behind Get Low, we’ve recently begun submitting our short film Boxes to film festivals. My discipline is to submit my book to one agent each day, and to submit Boxes to one film festival each day. Then I write the rest of the day. We’ve only just begun submitting Boxes, so the rejections haven’t started coming in yet, but I’m sure it’s only a matter of time before I get rejections for two different projects on the same day.
Will the angst be additivie, or will it be exponential? I have no idea, but I’m sure I will find out. Ugh. I could do without any further adventures in rejection land, but it’s part of the process.
But perhaps you can help. If you know anyone in publishing, I would appreciate the chance to pitch “Uncle Bush’s Live Funeral” to them. And if you know of a church or nonprofit charity that would like to show Boxes, please let me know. If you ask, I promise you won’t be rejected. I’m keeping those all to myself.