A few months had passed since Dyson died; the electricity had returned only a few days earlier. Like the stench of rotting meat settling into the nostrils, the dense odor produced by the three-day outage in the July heat had seeped into the city’s voids. The city’s shell -buildings, roads, machines, people, animals, the occasional plant, hills, and waters- was struggling to contain that void, unable to keep pace with its throbbing frequency. Perhaps that was a good thing - if they had synchronized, if they had vibrated together, everything might have shattered all at once. For now, shell and void collided, but at least they did not cross one another’s boundaries destructively.
The Meaning of Words, my latest novel, has been rejected by the following literary agents:
wylie – sarah chalfant,
rcw, laurence laluyaux,
blake friedman, isobel dixon,
greene heaton, antony topping,
mma, olivia maidment,
caa, karolina sutton,
clegg agency, bill clegg,
neon, anna sproul-latimer,
aitken alexander, chris wellbelove,
a.&m. heath – anna webber,
janklow & nesbit, pj mark,
new leaf literary, jordean hill,
mmq, sandra pareja,
cw, sophie lambert,
gernert, chris parris-lamb,
pew, patrick walsh
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