But, on the other hand, I need to pray about it. When a setback comes all sorts of questions are raised. The main one being: Is this what God would have me do, or what I want to do?
Although I knew in my head that writing fiction is a tough industry and I should be prepared for rejection, it still hurts and it's still disappointing. It's hard because most of the reputable literary agents in Australia seem to be female and a book about football might not be to their taste.
I spent Friday night laying it all at God's feet and pouring my heart out to Him. He's not a remote God. He knows how I feel. After all, He knows what rejection feels like (albeit for a different reason).