Like Kamikazees, the rejections

Like kamikazees, that's how the rejections are coming in. Yesterday when we came back from our walk and significant other picked up the mail, he said, "just another rejection letter." And he was right. Twenty five by now. My writing group says, keep sending the queries. You may be rejected 45 times and the 46th query will Be The One. I think something is seriously wrong with my query letter. And the concept of a computer crime sleuth hasn't generated a whit of interest. I will never sell the book if I can't find anyone to read a few chapters. Dammit, the book has a lot going for it: interesting characters, locale, an East Europe political thriller plot. No, dammit, I don't have a serial killer, no touchy-feely family stuff, no weird occupation of the month amatuer sleuth, no hero whose wife, child, cousin, brother, sister, you name it has been killed and now it's time for revenge. Tried to avoid the cliches. Big mistake, apparently. Or is it that us IT (information technology) folks can't market? We are at the opposite ends of the corporation. When the word "marketing" comes up in our department, eyes rolls, heads nod knowingly. Yup, the marketing people want something yesterday, or last month. Or they go ahead and do it and expect the weird computer people to read their minds. Marketing. Tch. Tch. So guess who's trying to market? Moi. Guess who really sucks at marketing? Moi. I found a kind soul who has volunteered to look at my query letter which has been re-written about 18 times with a notable lack of success. Enough bitching and moaning. On to the 19th edition of ye olde query letter. Yet another new idea. Time to, you guessed it, suck it up and get busy.