Agented

We interrupt this story to make this brief announcement:

I have just signed with a literary agent.

OK, let’s be honest. I have just signed with a really really great literary agent, who works at a really, really great agency.

It just makes no sense to be all coy about it.  Because I am feeling pretty jump-up-and-down about it, in all honesty.

You do recall how I was writing a book, right? And how, a little while later, I finished it?

Well, after a few months of revising, revising, and more revising, I did what one does. I sent it to a literary agent. One. Single. Solitary. Literary agent. Who was very kindly recommended to me by a friend. I figured I could start querying other agents later, if this one really great agent decided that my book wasn’t for her.

Three weeks later — this past Monday, in fact — she called me to tell me that she loved my book. And she wanted to represent me.

…

Now, I’m pretty sure that none of this is really supposed to happen this way. That I should have had to complete two or three more Heroic Quests or Feats of Strength to finally get to this point. But it has happened, and I am not going to argue with it for ONE SINGLE MINUTE.

In short:

I am thrilled to announce that I have signed with Christina Hogrebe of the Jane Rotrosen Agency.

Due to the exhausting nature of the events of this week, which have included:

• Two public speaking engagements in two different cities
• The normal requirements of my awesome full-time job
• The continuing work involved in running my other side project, Writers for the Red Cross
• The Getting of An Agent
• The need to sleep, at least once in a while

…I have had to put a temporary hold on my OMGLondon and OMGBath posts. I will resume them shortly, I promise. But right now, I sort of think that I might need to take a short breather.

And do a little dance. Give a little yell. Sing a little song.

And then, perhaps, take a little nap.