I am new to your blog and boy am I glad I found it. Anybody who uses WTF as much as you do---well, you are my gal.
Killer Yap is certainly lucky to have the pleasure of knowing the real you—which brings me to my point.
Your posts, your line of thinking, your abrupt but tender personality—I want to…………query you.
My agent search is just beginning and all the horror stories of dud agents, not returning phone calls, disappearing off the face of the earth for years.
And this from people who felt good about their choice.
I know you wouldn’t do such a thing. (Miss Snark hides her tickets to Antarctica)
So maybe, I was thinking, you might share some information with me (only me) so that I can contact you. Nothing of the stalker sort… does K Yap accepts email queries? (yes, but you really don't want to know what he does with them---litigation is in fact pending about unnatural use of a mouse)
Look I appreciate the vote of confidence, I really do. It beats the hell out of "agents are slime pods cause they want you to pay for your own rejection letters". But despite my warm and fuzzy bunny slipper response, I'm not going to let you query me here, and I'm not going to out myself to you.
Rest assured, if you query NYC based agents you'll probably end up on my slush pile.
And for those of you who are working on non-fiction, particularly geared for the same audience that reads chick lit, you'd do well to zip over to Kate Epstein's new agency and give her a shout. She's just hung out her own shingle, she was formerly an editor at Adams, and I think she's got a great career ahead of her. Tell her Miss Snark says howdy while you're at it.