Wow.
What a 2 days. Just got another email:
Dear Rob
I enjoyed the first three chapters which I read online. Please do send me by post the rest of the thriller.
Yes! And this guy is one of the absolute, big, big cheeses in London. He’s on my dream list of 10 agents that I wrote six months ago. Well chuffed. Jumped up and down in my boxer shorts for two minutes before I realised a lady in Saatchi and Saatchi opposite was pointing me out to her colleague.
But again not getting my hopes up. He’s only read three chapters. He needs to like the other ninety-six too. (They’re short. But not as short as James Patterson’s).
This also proves my theory that good news doesn’t come by post.
And to reinforce that I got a letter from one of the CWA judges:
‘Clipped’ certainly sounds interesting, and I must say I am in awe of your CV…
(If you haven’t read it yet, check it out here)
Unfortunately XXX do not accept unsolicited manuscripts… and our crime and thriller lists are completely full at this time.’
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