I am very happy to say that I have taken a giant step forward on my metaphorical path toward publication of BROKEN DOLLS.
I . . . have . . . an . . . agent! Kathleen Anderson of Anderson Literary Management has offered to represent me.
The querying process can be a daunting one. Often, it is a writer’s first exposure of her manuscript to the “outside world” — the world that extends beyond the bounds of family, friends and critique groups. So, when I received the email from Ms. Anderson, I was thrilled.
Thrilled? Okay, as I writer, I feel the need to “show” – not “tell.”
It was a bright, sunny morning, and not a creature stirred. Not my husband. Not my two dogs. The only sound in the house was the hum of my computer and the slurp of my coffee. I opened my email, and there it was – an email from Kathleen Anderson.
A month before, I’d been fortunate to shepherd her at this year’s OWFI Conference, and after being able to spend much more time with her than the typical 5-minute pitch, she asked me to send the full manuscript.
So there I was, holding my breath in front of my computer monitor. I’m not sure if I hesitated to open it because I was trying to work up the nerve, or because I wanted to revel in a moment that hovered between possibility and defeat.
Finally, I did it. I opened it. Then, I exhaled. From the beginning of her email, I savored each word, though I will admit, I kept waiting for the big “but.” She did suggest some changes and said the manuscript would need some editing, but that dreaded word “but” — the word that so often precedes “it’s not quite right for me” never appeared.
When the formal agreement arrived by mail a few days later, well . . . you can see how excited I was.
So, I continue forward on my path, knowing there may yet be steps backward that will require two steps forward. But today, I’m skipping.