How long I’ve queried: 9 days
Number of queries sent: 20
Number of queries declined: 5
Number of partial requests: 1
Number of partials declined: 1
Five queries in 24 hours sounds pretty crazy in retrospect, but I spend about an hour each one researching the agents. So apparently I had five hours to dedicate to this over the past day, not to mention the roughly other 2 hours expended on agents that I think didn’t quite fit. 
I got way too excited when I discovered the New Agency Alert.
I’ve been dieting lately (it’s working, lost 4 lb [5 lb if you don't include the one I gained back from cheating and eating an Outback Blooming Onion when my partial got rejected, haha]), and let me tell you, dieting + new job + queries is about enough to me go buy a thing of bubbles and pop them for a solid weekend. I find myself drifting through the halls like a ghost, wondering when the next e-mail will float in or if I’ll forget the taste of chocolate. Of course, I sneak a little chocolate every couple of days, and e-mails come in at a steady pace from awesome friends, so I haven’t shifted into the ethereal just yet.
I don’t expect anything good in life to happen fast, but–at least from my experiences–patience is accompanied by fidgeting or addictions. So how am I fidgeting, or what am I addicted to?
Gameboy. (I’ve been corrected to “Nintendo DS,” but IMO, it’s still Gameboy.)
Etrian Odyssey 2, specifically, is my life raft. I’ve also started another novel (it’s not a sequel, although I have my sequels for FORGOTTEN WINGS in outline form!), but given that I write for a living as it is, there’s only so much writing I can do in a given day before I start to see optical illusions of giraffes in the middle of the words. I told my boyfriend he doesn’t get to see my new novel until I hit 50 pages, so apparently I need to write 50 pages. I’m thinking 5 a day is a healthy pace, so I can cut out 1-2 of the 5 later. :p
So Etrian Odyssey 2. You get to pick from different classes, like Final Fantasy Tactics, and you draw maps on the touchpad screen as you walk through these intestine-shaped dungeons. Sounds stupid, is loads of fun. You know your book ideas are taking over your life though when your Etrian Odyssey 2 party-of-five are named after characters to a novel you haven’t even written yet. (But be damned if I don’t know what all the characters look like and what their names are and, yes, that girl has that nervous tick I watched that chick in Outback make the other night. Y’know, the clicking sound when you hate the date you’re on.)
If I beat Etrian Odyssey 2 before I get a few more bites on my query letters–highly unlikely by the way, it’s harder than a monkey’s skull–I might drive myself bald. (My mom has like five hairs on her head, so I’m only mildly joking there, teehee.) Or crawl into Gamestop salivating for the Etrian Odyssey 3 they still haven’t translated.
