A Snarkling touches a nerve when s/he asks:
"Oh Goddess of the Gin Pail, if I was your author and I (innocently) asked where my manuscript had been submitted, would you fire me? Or would you warn me before we signed our agreement that I should mind my own business or risk a spanking? (And if I was your author, wouldn't you be working for me?) "
Do I work for you?
Not unless you want to start paying me by the hour, and writing out a W2 every year. And if you do, Miss Snark has a list of job safety requirements like a little couch for a post luncheon snooze.
I've seen this sentiment before: "your agent works for you" and it's usually followed by some sort of "don't take any crap" "crack the whip" and "show em who's boss".
Let's be clear here.
Miss Snark works WITH you. She's a member of your team, but in no way shape or form does she work FOR you.
She works on your behalf. She advocates for you. She represents you. She will even test your gin for you.
We are colleagues you and I. That's why it's good to know what kind of interaction works best for you (do you want rejections always sent, daily updates etc).
You're not the boss, you're not the customer. You're the writer, I'm the agent. You're the client, I'm your agent.
And if you want to know where your work is I'll tell you every time you email. I'll even tell you on the phone. I'll even send you coded semaphore messages from the Staten Island Ferry if you want, but you have to ask. I never said I didn't do it; I said I don't do it unless you ask, or unless the rejections have content. But if you ask, you get.