I'm grubbing around in the slush pile this afternoon before heading out to a drinks date.
A letter arrives. It contains a cover letter and a synopis. I root around in the envelope. No SASE. Boy did I laugh. The cover letter said "I've published two books to acclaim". No publisher. No date.
Am I missing the next Great American Novel? Dunno. Maybe. But I'm tired and I just can't be bothered to deal with someone who makes extra work for me. That's the dog's honest truth here from Snarkville today. Take it for what it's worth.