Ain't That Some Shit

We're going into week three of our stay-at-home quarantine (we started voluntarily slightly earlier than the Colorado state-wide order), and so far so good. If being a little bored is the only consequence that we have to face given the circumstances, I'm more than happy to suck it up.

In book-related news, I've come to a bit of an impasse as what to do with querying. I've only sent out four and have gotten 1 definite no back via form letter... I think? It was a very nice form letter anyway. It sounds weird, but I was actually happy to have gotten anything back. Even if it was a 'no,' I'm happy to have someone acknowledge my work. Makes it feel all the more real, like, "oh yea... I did actually write a couple thousand words didn't I?"

So my dilemma isn't related to my query response rate. No, it's more to do with... the content of the book itself. Which, in my opinion, is a WAY BIGGER issue. This isn't even self-doubt driven. To keep things as under-wraps as possible, what I've been telling people the book is about is... well, what happens after something like this happens. This *motions out the locked window.* Yep. I wrote a story that takes place in a post-pandemic world. So far (and eventually this should remain true), my imagination has been much worse than what's going on irl.

But that's kind of my problem. Are agents even interested in reading something like that right now? Shit, I sure as hell ain't. Would it be an impossible sell given the state of things? Again, I'm not sure. At this point I'm going to take a step back and reevaluate the next salvo of queries I was planning on sending. Do I carry on, damn the torpedoes? Or are we gonna Red October this shit and wait out mother nature? My gut tells me I need to carry on. Stories need to be told no matter their painful relevance to real world events, and besides that, near-apocalyptic scenarios are a pretty common theme in fiction.

I just answered my own question, didn't I? Thanks, Internet!

I'll keep updating as things progress or change. I haven't been able to write anything on my new project yet, so falling back on the blog as a word-crutch is kind of nice I guess. Til' next time, happy trails (6 ft apart, please), and wash your damn hands.