So in my stages of grieving here's what I've learned:
I love my story just as it is. I wrote it for me and it will always be for me, no matter if it sells, if it's repped, or if it's rejected. It's easy to get caught up in the ideal's of being a published author. You get so worked up about it that you're almost willing to sell your soul to see your words bound and sitting on a birch wood shelf. If it were any other project I would nod and comply "Yes, whatever you like I'll change and change again." But not True, every writer has that story that's just their own and True is mine. It's the story that motivates me and encourages me, it's the story that brought me here and I can never dismantle and tear it to shreds just to call myself an author.
So I've decided to write a story that Agents will gladly rep, that fits the cookie cutter mode of YA. My new MC, Deyan is a 17 year old high school senior and her story is amazing, comparable, and absolutely unique. I'm so excited to have a project to work on again. Unfortunately, that means that Soul Stones will have to take a back seat for a couple of weeks while I knock out the first draft for UNDISTURBED, my new title.
As for True, I hope that one day there is a genre for her story, but until then, I will not yield. (Except on the word count)