At least now I can ignore all those signs of the apocalypse.

One of the agents I queried last Thursday was named Suzie. For some reason that name stuck out for me, so when I was rushing to work this morning and a car pulled in front of me and with the vanity plates “Suzie” I was sure it was the Universe giving me a sign.

And it was. When I got home tonight, there in my inbox was a rejection from the agent, Suzie.

Stupid Universe.