I have a quote, framed and printed on a letterpress card, next to my desk. It’s a reminder to help me through all the “nos” and the “maybe ifs” that come with being a writer and putting my work out into the world.
Today, I’m here to attest that it’s true. That after the final no, there really is a yes. And sometimes, in the midst of all the work and the worry, there is more than one yes. And then you get to be the one to say yes.
Today I accepted an offer of representation from a literary agent for my novel, Gently Used. And not just any literary agent, but the perfect agent for my work:
How did I know she was perfect? Well, besides being an absolute publishing pro from a stellar agency, with the sales records to back it up, Christina “gets” my book with an enthusiasm second only to my own. She also professes to have “grown up on a steady diet of Ann of Green Gables and Sweet Valley Twins.” My parents practically had to rip those creased paperbacks out of my sweaty adolescent hands in order to get me to play outside every once in awhile. I know Christina is a kindred spirit because I can picture her curled up with the same books I read as a kid, which says a lot about someone, don’t you think?
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m gonna go have a little dance party.