In between queries and vomit
I'm officially done querying Immaterial for the time being. I got a nice rejection on my last outstanding manuscript and decided to be done with it. Overall I sent out 40 queries, got 10 requests and way too many "dystopian is a tough sell right now" type comments. Maybe I shouldn't be done, but I'm not really giving up, just switching tactics. I've decided to give my contemporary fantasy a try. So I'm editing and then diving back into the query pool. I have to admit querying was a little more of a roller coaster than I expected, but it was exhilarating enough that I'm willing to hop back on. I hope I can still say that after my next 40 queries.
Speaking of hopping (or jumping in this case), my son has been sick all week, and being the great mom I am, I decided yesterday (since his fever was gone) to take him outside to enjoy the nice weather we've been having. He wanted to jump on the trampoline, and I let him. I even jumped with him. Mind you he's been sick with a fever and a hacking cough, not the flu. But somehow he managed to throw up anyway after about ten minutes of jumping with me. It was everywhere. It was disgusting. He was sitting in the middle letting me bounce him when it happened, and I didn't even realize until I had bounced it all over him and the trampoline. When I did realize, I stopped bouncing and fought against my own gag reflex. He just looked up at me and said in a completely calm voice, "I guess that dinner wasn't such a good idea after all." Oh my gosh, I love that kid!