A new begininng

There are things in life that we want, but always seem out of reach. Is it because our arms aren't long enough or because we aren't strong enough. My greatest dream in life is to be a published author. I started writing when I was ten and can't seem to stop. I wrote the short story that would become my first novel in 6th grade. By the age of 21 and 85 thousand words later it was finished. I looked in the second hand book I bought at a library store when I started writing it, and mailed a bad query letter and worse synopsis to publishing houses all over NY. I got the standard preprinted rejection letters from them all. But one day much much later in time I got a letter from an editor that looked hand typed and signed and you could see in it that she liked what she had read but couldn't get the green light for it. Then I tried sending it to agents, they have pull with the editors, and received one request for a partial submission. I figured that is great right?
So I started over and moved on. My second novel came faster and easier but needed more research because it is a time travel novel about solving the mystery connected to two very different families in 1890's Ireland. I put it down for a few years and picked it back up after talking to a friend about writing. At this point my life had taken a 180 degree turn. I went from living in NY to living in MS and being a massage therapist. That is where I picked up my second novel for a second time. I finished the 75 thousand words in two years. This time I was going to do it right. I sent this novel to agents and a select few publishing houses like Slihouette because they publish from outside more than the others do. Again I was in for a world of NO! So I thought about starting my third novel but could never find the right music to write to. So it is in a dusty filing cabinet in my mind. Someday I will pull it out and write it. I have had people tell me I am a great story teller but I need a good copy editor. And that is where my work stands.