So what are these literary agents thinking that I managed to get my postmodern schizophrenic scifi epic on their table? Like do they know genius when they see it or are they getting creeped the fuck out?
I think they're ignoring you because you can't write a coherent sentence.
they're mostly just thinking about lunch and their plans for the weekend. your writing is just another thing on a pile and they're forgetting it faster than they can read it.