Not much has been going on. Alright, that's not totally the truth. In all fairness, the story came back. News wasn't good--not totally. Editor liked the idea, but not the execution. Honestly, I want to say I saw it coming. (I didn't.) I want to say I took the news with grace. (I did more than I expected.)
I'll just plain admit, upon first reading of the editor's email to me, I cried. Yeah, I did. I mean, that was my baby--so to speak--and I wanted it to soar, not fall flat. Upon second reading (which was about ten minutes later--gotta give myself some time to rebound) I decided, yanno, she wouldn't say, look, do this and send it back to me if there wasn't a kernel there (I love how Moni Draper put that--a kernel). Something must've caught the editor's eye enough for her to put her thoughts on the email page and to tell me, do this and let's try it again.
I once had this convoluted idea that editors somehow got off on rejecting manuscripts. I'd probably heard the sob stories from one too many authors or wannabe authors. Who knows. But I thought the editors didn't really want stories.
I was wrong.
If the editor is worth his/her salt, then they'll be honest with you. If you turn in something with merit that needs a polish, they will see it. Some are super overbooked and might not be able to give it the care in the initial assessment phase, but most will. Those who send you back a letter saying, thanks, but no thanks. Well, it must not have fit what they wanted. So? If they send it back and say, no thanks, but do this: ... then they saw something. If they send it back and a contract is included...well you get the idea.
Anyway, after I gave myself the time to pout, I got to work. I got back on the horse, nagged Kealie until she wanted to swat me, and got the revision done. Will editor want it? No clue. Do I have my fingers crossed? Absolutely. It's a tough road to publication and I'm determined to go down it.
Wish me luck.