Dear Miss Snark, I am a published author. My novel Killer Yapp Does the Macarena won two awards in 2005.
Well, this is good news! A prize winning novelist in my slush pile.
What does Miss Snark rush to do?
Phone the author with a quivering offer in hand?
Race to the author's home town to sign her up before any other eagle eyed agents read their slush piles?
Miss Snark turns to her trusty flat screen computer which she loves really more passionately than she should, and calls on the elves to fire up the search engines.
Click on author's webpage which she has foolishly given me: ah, there it is. No publisher listed.
Snarklings, this is before I've even read the five pages this author enclosed.
Don't try to be cute. If you have credentials, list them. Don't say "it's published" if you don't list a publisher. I'll think it's POD. Don't say it won prizes if it came in first in the local chamber of commerce writing contest.
It makes you look like a nitwit. It annoys me. And it really chaps Killer Yapp's delicate pink snout that Killer Yapp Does The Macarena isn't going to win the Pulitzer next year.