...and so a little rain must fall

Got a rejection yesterday in the email. Not a bad one, just a standard "not enough enthusiasm" or whatever. Also got my historical entry back from the Molly. One judge liked the writing but thought the plot had problems. I guess the other judge did too but her comments were more generic. One problem I have with contests is that the judges seem to think all questions needed to be answered in the first 30 pages. If I answered all the questions in the first 30 pages, what would I do for the rest of the 370? The one judge, however, really spent some time on it and gave three pages of notes. Her comments were balanced and logical. She put into words problems I knew I was having but couldn't figure out. I'm going to send her a thank you note since she really took the extra time to give an honest judgment. BTW, this was the historical I abandoned.

So I get my rejection and my Molly scores, not a great day so far. Then I start vacuuming my room. The vacuum doesn't work. I had to take it apart. I get out the Phillips head screwdriver and dismantle part of it, realize it needs to have another section taken apart and when I flipped it around, I found it needed a star head screwdriver. That was enough to send me running for Starbucks and a green tea frappacino.

I'm going to a party tonight so I decided to look for something to wear. GRRRRR.... Nothing fit. Or it looked awful. I'm quite busty. So if it fits in the rest of my body, its tight around the chest. So I didn't buy anything. Did get my hair colored back to its "natural" red, so the day wasn't a total waste.