I didn't want to leave the original post up forever, but I did want people to understand what I was thinking. Anyone who missed the post can email me and I'll send it to you. No problem.
Really, I just wanted to say that, as much as I appreciate the vote of confidence that my work should go to an agent, I would never ask any of you agented people to get me in the door. I mean, if you offered, sure! Duh, who wouldn't say yes?
But despite the fact that this is a virtual little world one step removed from "reality" and the only one of you I've met in person is Stuart, I feel like this is my support network and I'm just honoured to have people who read my rants and ramblings. And I appreciate all the encouragement and the amusement I get from bantering with you guys.
It just isn't...me to impose. I might get up the nerve to ask people to read my book and put a blurb on it, but asking someone to introduce me to their agent seems huge. Just something I couldn't ask.
You guys have been so supportive. It means a lot to me.
Damn. Guess this means I may have to deal with a photo of me sooner than I thought. There really is a down side to everything!
Now go down and read "Ruttan on Rickards", which got a bit buried under all of this!
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I know exactly what you mean, Sandra. I went to Stuart's book lauch, met Agent Phil and then went to a swish restaurant (which then poisoned me) with Jane Johnson and some others from Harper Collins (and a couple of other reprobates I can't remember). A little voice in the back of my head was screaming at me -'pitch your novel' as I chatted with Jane about climbing, Morocco and other unliterary things, but I couldn't do it. It was Stuart's day and I was glad just to have been introduced to his publisher. Hopefully she'll think the better of me when my novel finally does appear in front of her.
Alternatively, I could just be showing predictable British reserve, and I might have missed a golden opportunity. Who knows?
On the other hand, Stuart did bully Agent Phil into reading some of my stuff, which was extremely useful.
You know James, I think somewhere the karmic gods are smiling on you for having that much class.
I just could never be a name-dropper, you know? Walk up to Agent X and say, "I know your client Y and I have a book for you." I think it's hard to know what to do in those situations, but I just can't push, you know? If I'm going to get an agent or a publisher, it'll not likely be from me badgering them to death.
Unless they're the subject of a plot for a book...
You need to talk to John about badgering someone to death...
We're talking about contracts here, not his books!
Can you imagine being beaten to death with a copy of Winter's End? Or would it be the shock of opening up to the back jacket and seeing the photo?
I don't think I could tell an agent I met socially about a novel I was writing. It would be like meeting a doctor socially and telling him all your symptoms.
Kate
Or the shock that comes from the lack of badgers in the photo on the back.
Which means I must be hiding them elsewhere.
Mmm... wriggly...
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