Agents Are Funny People, Too

You may have noticed that there has been a veritable dearth of blogging going on here at fallible. If you are a long-time reader, you may also remember that I have referred to a “veritable dearth” of blogging on at least one other occasion in the past seven plus years. It happens, sometimes. And when it does, I love nothing better than to refer to it as exactly what it is: a veritable dearth.

Believe me, I will be posting something of substance again soon. Because tons of substantive stuff is going on. Really. Why, just three days ago, Doug and I celebrated our 31st wedding anniversary. Except for, we didn’t celebrate. Actually, we skipped out on Valentine’s Day, too. But we did so happily, and with a vision for a future celebration, not too many days hence, which will more than make up for it.

When Rachelle Gardner of WordServe Literary offered to be my literary agent on Tuesday, February 5, 2008, at 4:30 p.m. Central Time, she said she would not be able to read the rest of my novel (she’d read three chapters) until March 1. So, since that hour, I have spent every waking minute and most of the sleeping ones getting my book in the best shape I can.

So that’s my excuse for not blogging much, but what I want to share is one of the first things Rachelle said during our phone call that day. It threw me completely, and until she explained what she meant, I was my typical fallible self.

“I want to read that scene,” she said.

I knew she’d already read many more scenes from my novel, so I wasn’t sure what to say.

“I don’t understand…Which scene?”

“The one you say you’ve used to pitch agents, in your blog post called ‘An Open Letter To All The Remaining Literary Agents I’ve Not Yet Contacted.’”

It’s really bad when you have to ask the woman who might be about to offer you representation what the heck you wrote in your own blog post, but um…I had to ask her.

“You indicated that you’ve got exactly one scene written, and you sure aren’t going to go to the trouble of writing more unless someone signs you. I wanna see that scene!”

You know what’s crazy about spoofy Open Letters To Literary Agents? It could actually happen, because of the kookiness known as the Internet, that The Agent who ends up representing you READS THAT LETTER.

So, if you’re going to write one, make it memorable. And it wouldn’t hurt to write a really good scene, either.

Posted by Katy on 02/22/08 at 08:22 AM

Fallible Comments...

The funnier part of all this is that I have very little memory of saying that. It sort of took a little memory jogging for it all to come back. See my blog post <a href="http://rachellegardner.blogspot.com/2008/02/problem-with-getting-old.html"> here</a>.
Posted by Rachelle Gardner on 02/22/08 at 04:46 PM
That'll teach ya! Now, i want to read it too!
Posted by christa Allan on 02/22/08 at 05:22 PM
I'm remembering all of this for when I get my own agent! ;)
Posted by Carrie K. on 02/22/08 at 07:33 PM
Rachelle--Yes, but you probably didn't write down everything you said, like I did!! Ha.

Christa--At one time, I honestly did go to the Calvin Festival with the ONLY scene I'd ever written--the week before going. While there, I signed up to have 15-minute appointments with three editors and an agent. They all went fantastically well. One editor told me that it was the best thing she'd seen all day. But it was ALL I HAD. So audacious of me!!

Carrie K--I am looking forward to that, lady!! I think you're a wonderful writer. :)
Posted by Katy on 02/23/08 at 06:55 PM

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Personal blog of christian writer & fallible mom Katy McKenna Raymond in Kansas City, Missouri Katy is represented by Greg Johnson at WordServe Literary Read more Katy at LateBoomer.net Follow Katy on Twitter Follow Katy on Facebook 123 Recent Posts Try Becoming Brenda Starr Off Beat Scattered That’s It So I’ve Finally Signed With An Agent. Now What? The Spoon Sciatica Sweetheart A Woman’s Train of Thought Has No Caboose However much we own, we are all still living on borrowed time After all, when restaurants shrink portions, they don’t shrink prices. As with everything in life, balance is key. Slow down, you move too fast… Yeah, I know. I have issues. Search Advanced Search Syndicate Login E me at katy @ ngenius.com	Agents Are Funny People, Too You may have noticed that there has been a veritable dearth of blogging going on here at fallible. If you are a long-time reader, you may also remember that I have referred to a “veritable dearth” of blogging on at least one other occasion in the past seven plus years. It happens, sometimes. And when it does, I love nothing better than to refer to it as exactly what it is: a veritable dearth. Believe me, I will be posting something of substance again soon. Because tons of substantive stuff is going on. Really. Why, just three days ago, Doug and I celebrated our 31st wedding anniversary. Except for, we didn’t celebrate. Actually, we skipped out on Valentine’s Day, too. But we did so happily, and with a vision for a future celebration, not too many days hence, which will more than make up for it. When Rachelle Gardner of WordServe Literary offered to be my literary agent on Tuesday, February 5, 2008, at 4:30 p.m. Central Time, she said she would not be able to read the rest of my novel (she’d read three chapters) until March 1. So, since that hour, I have spent every waking minute and most of the sleeping ones getting my book in the best shape I can. So that’s my excuse for not blogging much, but what I want to share is one of the first things Rachelle said during our phone call that day. It threw me completely, and until she explained what she meant, I was my typical fallible self. “I want to read that scene,” she said. I knew she’d already read many more scenes from my novel, so I wasn’t sure what to say. “I don’t understand…Which scene?” “The one you say you’ve used to pitch agents, in your blog post called ‘An Open Letter To All The Remaining Literary Agents I’ve Not Yet Contacted.’” It’s really bad when you have to ask the woman who might be about to offer you representation what the heck you wrote in your own blog post, but um…I had to ask her. “You indicated that you’ve got exactly one scene written, and you sure aren’t going to go to the trouble of writing more unless someone signs you. I wanna see that scene!” You know what’s crazy about spoofy Open Letters To Literary Agents? It could actually happen, because of the kookiness known as the Internet, that The Agent who ends up representing you READS THAT LETTER. So, if you’re going to write one, make it memorable. And it wouldn’t hurt to write a really good scene, either. Posted by Katy on 02/22/08 at 08:22 AM Fallible Comments... The funnier part of all this is that I have very little memory of saying that. It sort of took a little memory jogging for it all to come back. See my blog post <a href="http://rachellegardner.blogspot.com/2008/02/problem-with-getting-old.html"> here</a>. Posted by Rachelle Gardner on 02/22/08 at 04:46 PM That'll teach ya! Now, i want to read it too! Posted by christa Allan on 02/22/08 at 05:22 PM I'm remembering all of this for when I get my own agent! ;) Posted by Carrie K. on 02/22/08 at 07:33 PM Rachelle--Yes, but you probably didn't write down everything you said, like I did!! Ha. Christa--At one time, I honestly did go to the Calvin Festival with the ONLY scene I'd ever written--the week before going. While there, I signed up to have 15-minute appointments with three editors and an agent. They all went fantastically well. One editor told me that it was the best thing she'd seen all day. But it was ALL I HAD. So audacious of me!! Carrie K--I am looking forward to that, lady!! I think you're a wonderful writer. :) Posted by Katy on 02/23/08 at 06:55 PM Page 1 of 1 pages Commenting is not available in this weblog entry. Next entry: Testing The Wifi From...You Guessed It...The Hospital Previous entry: It's The Meme Thing! << Back to main


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