Call me crazy, but I refuse to quit this thing I've dubbed the, "query hamster wheel." I'm either insane, or a glutton for punishment. It's entirely possible that there's a third choice, and I believe in my writing. If it's the latter that's driving me, then, one day, I shall have a phenomenal agent representing me who will sell my book.
Writing is my identity. It's in the air I breathe. If I don't believe, then who will.
It will happen.