So, since my birthday, I've mailed two more stories and gotten a rejection for the novel. I turned around and mailed it to another publisher.
However, one of the editors I sent the novel to on 9/25 DIED on 9/27!
I didn't think my writing was that bad. Maybe her inoperable uterine cancer had something to do with it.
That's just rotten luck. For her. I'm just happy my proposal is sitting in her now-defunct slush pile while I live and breathe and write more. Cancer is just a bummer all around.