I've been terrified of sending my stuff to Agent Kate. Since we have a meeting today, I emailed her what we have so far and she said:
OMG I love this.
What happens!? What happens!!!??? I can't wait to read more.
YAY ENCOURAGEMENT!!!!!!
'Objects In Space'
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I've been terrified of sending my stuff to Agent Kate. Since we have a meeting today, I emailed her what we have so far and she said:
OMG I love this.
What happens!? What happens!!!??? I can't wait to read more.
YAY ENCOURAGEMENT!!!!!!
What happens!? What happens!!!??? I can't wait to read more.
I just got off the phone with Agent Kate and I said I knew I needed to let her go because she had to talk to you today and she mentioned just HOW FREAKIN' GOOD the MG is and how excited she is by it.
Just thought I'd throw that out there. *g*
Oh that's so nice to hear. I'm so freaked by fiction. And by writing for kids. And by hopefulness.
If I recall correctly, you were rather freaked by writing your personal experience and opinion, that nobody would be interested or would want to read it, before you submitted Vampire People, correct?
This is your process. It's okay. Just keep going. You will always have an audience eager to read what you write; your voice is unique, whether you're talking about baby bats or beagles.
Feedback from Agent Kate was AWESOME. She loves the voice. She was optimistic. She thinks it's got great shot.
Ya see??
I came away seriously heartened too-- we have a plan of action and for Virgo Girl, nothing so warms the cockles of my little heart than a plan.
She also liked my ideas for a revision to a proposal I'm working on right now, which made me really happy because I think it achieves what we both want.
She likes my ideas and we have a plan. I am Quite Pleased.
Woohoo for Allyson and Barb, and the clearly awesome Agent Kate!
For the polish challenge:
Having him paint her fingernails
seemed like an incredible intimacy, even after all their time together. But with her hand in a splint, she didn’t have much choice. He seemed excited by it, too, as if he’d gotten a new coloring book, although he wrinkled his nose at the harsh chemical odor.She had to admit that his artist’s hands were pretty steady, although he still picked his favorite fire-engine red polish, instead of the more conference-friendly buff.
“Wow,” she teased, “why so bright? It’s a conference, not Las Vegas.”
“You have beautiful hands,” he insisted. “Why hide them?’
nice, erika
Thanks. I don't really know who these people are; they just popped into my head.