Post: The Fortune of Being Super Subborn

Who likes fortune cookies? You know--those lightly sweetened folded crispy things made of flour, sugar, and vanilla, often containing a little piece of paper with something inspirational written on it? Well. I do. A lot! Even if the fortunes are vague, or not fortunes at all ("You are a flower ready to blossom," etc).

There's a Chinese restaurant near our place that's something of an extended family favorite. In celebration of my sis-in-laws' recent matrimony, we went. And my son handed me a cookie. And I opened it. And I read it.

And I could not believe what I read.

"Your hidden talent will soon be revealed."

My initial response: "Curious ..."

Shortly after, I received a message in my inbox:

"Please paste the first fifty pages in the body of the email, in reply to this email. Thank you."

An agent replied to my query. And she asked for more! (I'd throw confetti right now, if I had any). This is a first in my writing career. Good reason to get excited, yah?

What surprises me most is the request is in response to my first wave of queries. Before WriteOnCon. Before a dozen or so of you amazing bloggers tore my query apart for all its worth to help me make it better.

This reminds me of subjectivity, a little ...

I eagerly anticipate the response, whatever it be. Like my Viking ancestry, I have stubbornness issues. I'll see this writing through. It can be done. It will be done!

Rob Snyder--the ultimate motivational speaker.

I'll explain who and with whom if something more comes of this experience. Nothing is official yet. No since revving the hype machine, right?

Update: As I wait, I write. I decided to tackle the Magic and Zombies stories simultaneously. About a thousand words in on both. Looking good so far. This week, I'll clock in more and keep up with reading all the entries for Rachael Harrie's Second Campaign Challenge. It amazes me how many good ones there are this time around. Acute writer's envy going on around here. Awesome!

And a great big giant THANK YOU for checking out and commenting on my depressingly hopeful entry. You guys are the best. Now it's my turn to read yours!

I'm David, and check your pantry for mice!