Third day of illness...
actually I feel ok now. I almost had a bad conscious about being on the sick as I've another day off work tomorrow as well.
But as I said, 'almost'. Yuck yuck yuck .

So, no news from the agency but optimism rules supreme in the Jones household, (and well it should.) I bet right now he's phoning up every publishing house in Britain, "Stop the press", or whatever they say, "I've found him, the new Steven King!"
Perhaps he's even sorting out the keys to the city of Cardiff for me right now...

I've sort of hit a barrier with book two. I don't think there's enough religious mystery in it so I'll go back to the drawing board and see what I can hatch out by way of an obscure Biblical fact.
Whatever, have a good un.
Reg :-)

It was all signed for on the 20th, so it's either on the slush pile by now or the could-be-interesting pile.
Hopefully it's on the latter.

I'm written off sick at the moment with magen-dahm grippe, (stomach and bowel flu) so I might be able to get some more down for book two, (Gulag).
Well that's the plan.

I was never any good at waiting.

My Mam sent the query letter, synopsis and first 50 pages off by registered delivery.
The idea with registered mail is that you can see, online, whether they've received my envelope with all the goodies in or not. You simply type in the number given for the package and when the recipient signs for it it's registered online.

It was sent on Monday, first class, so ideally they should have it by now, shouldn't they?
So why does it say, Try again later" when I attempt to chase it up?

The reason Royal Mail.com gives is that they have a backlog because of the strike... that happened two weeks ago.

I don't believe them.
Bugger.

According to my Mam the manuscript is supposed to be there by now.

However, according to Royal Mail it isn't.
Bah.

Perhaps I won't get the rejection email this week then?
My confidence is once more on the wane. I feel like a teenager hoping for a wet dream but not knowing when it's going to happen.
(That didn't happen to me, I hasten to add. I didn't even know what a wet dream was until it happened and I looked it up in the Reader'S Digest Family Medicine. Life is so sheltered when one grows up in North Wales...)

Ah well, I'm wittering now. Time for night shift.
Reg

It read OK.
As ever there were changes to be made but all in all it works.
Happy with that.

My Mam phoned up to say that she'd sent the manuscript, synopsis and query letter off by registered delivery and that it should be there on the morrow.
Hurrah!
Finally something is going to plan.

Where would we be without our mums, eh?

So now we wait.
Reg :-)