Agents are terrifying.
Seriously, totally terrifying. It's a bit odd, researching them; I always kind of feel like a stalker. But the really scary thing is that they don't anything about me and yet hold all the power to make me either very happy or pretty miserable.
Sigh. Waiting is difficult.
I wonder if it's any easier when you're older? I want this so badly now, though-waiting until I'm thirty or even just twenty is so far away. I think teenager's are underestimated a lot of the time, though. . . The website Query Tracker has a LOT of teenager's on it, and they're queries and first few pages, at least, look really good. I'm not the only kid who's trying for this, which is exciting. I feel a bit less strange knowing I'm not the only one(don't get me wrong. Even if I was the only one, I'd still be doing it. I don't believe giving up to really be an option in this case.)
You're still here?
Wow. Good for you.
Well, I'm stepping of my soapbox now, and onto happier things!
I was asked to list some entertaining blogs. Well, I'm reading through Ally Carter's blog, and I suggest it. It's really entertaining. Meg Cabot, of course, is an amazing blogger and Maureen Johnson is hysterical.
Happy news, happy news...
North Korea is firing off missiles?
No, not happy.
My Sister's Keeper was utterly ruined by playwrights? (So I've heard)
No, not happy . . .
The weather is spectacular.
I am so not good at this happy thing.
Here, maybe the puppy will make you happy.
And if this breed of puppy is not your thing, maybe this kind is.
All right. I hope your happy now because I am totally tainted.
Too many Twilight references for three posts total.
I bid farewell before a picture of Alice or Edward shows up.