Sunday, January 29, 2012

News and uh, the stuff after the news

Hey all,
I wanted to let you know that I've officially gotten an agent. :)
Rather, I'm represented by Elizabeth Kracht of Kimberly Cameron Associates.
The past couple of months have been a whirlwind with phone calls and tough decisions. I ended up not accepting with someone who I thought would be the agent of my dreams and sending fulls to places I was sure would laugh at me. In the end, I chose with the best of both worlds for my personal taste: great chemistry and experience.
I know I'm working with a talented, charismatic, and driven woman. She gets my work and me. I couldn't be happier.
If you'd like more information on this hunt, feel free to ask in the comments or e-mail me.

Before I go into any more detail, there are some incredible people I need to thank:

Laura, my first writer friend in the blogging world. I'm lucky enough to now call her my critique partner. Laura has given me the most insightful feedback I could ask for. She spent a lot of time getting to know my characters and letting me know what was working and what wasn't. I'm sure a lot of you can relate to that connection and gratitude that occurs without even "meeting" someone.

Margo, an always compassionate and kind blogger who also went through my (too many) pages. Margo gave me encouragement when I was pretty close to calling it quits. She continues to be one of my favorite bloggers.

Rachna and Gargi-for going through my first chapters. Those are the ones I rewrote the most! Their reactions were valuable to me before I sent out those partials and fulls.

Lydia, for answering my questions about agent-author etiquette and other things. As a physician, writer, mother, and much more, she's a role model for me in many ways.

Now for part 2:
I'd like to do a giveaway (sort of):
-The first 4 people who are followers and leave a comment will get a query critique.
All of my research has taught me a lot about querying and I'd love to share in any way that I can.
I limited it to 4 because I want to give my best to each one.

Sunday, January 22, 2012

because quotes say it best



The more scared we are of a work or calling,
the more sure we can be that we have to do it.

-the war of art

Monday, January 16, 2012

thoughts to pass along...

Within the next couple of posts, I wanted to share some good news and a giveaway. Until then, I thought I'd leave you with some thoughts that have come my way. Some my own; some from people far more talented than myself.

1. An article stating that novels are written so we feel less lonely.

2. It's important to give as much credit to your failures as you do your successes. This past weekend in NYC reminded me that my year "off", probably seen as a failure by many in my educationally traditional community, was the happiest time of my life. I was often freezing, with the wind curling itself under my coat. I struggled to piece past and future together and assumed the role of a twenty-something year old cliche. But I fit into myself. That one truth will make that the most fulfilling year I've ever lived.

3. How much posting is too much on social networks? This piece explor
es the question. What do you use your social networks for? I ask this because I've gotten a suggestion to be more, er, active on my Twitter. I don't want to post just for the sake of posting (doesn't that annoy people??) and would love to hear how you use your tools!

4. If you enjoy writing, have you considered making a screenplay? The Golden Globes planted this question
(P.S. Favorite dresses: Anjelina's and Sophia Vergara's from Modern Family)



5. This last thought isn't a thought at all but rather a gaze backwards.
I had another uplifting weekend with Samir and when I called him after my flight home, he said, "I guess it's back to crappy reality now, huh?"
"No," I insisted. "Back to drudgery. You're my reality."
I used to not want to believe that our weekends---our secured pockets of time---were real because they made us so happy. But they form the blueprint for my future more than anything in my day to day life does. Sometimes reality can visit in spurts.











Monday, January 9, 2012

stop caring about them


Yes, I said it. Stop caring about the questions from others. Stop caring about what people will think if you haven't reached X and Y goal by 2012. Sometimes I think so many of our problems are caused by reactions from others. I've realized I need to whittle down my focus to where it matters. If I calculate every gesture based on its external output from people, I'll never be liberated. Perhaps too much of my time is wasted on worry, a malfunctioning emotion.

Some examples of what I'm referring to:

"Why does it seem like so and so doesn't like me? I didn't do anything."
-People are allowed to not like you. They are allowed to be mean. You are allowed to step away from ever interacting with them.

"Oh no, if I tell people I love writing I have to explain what I've done and they probably won't get it."
-It isn't theirs to understand anyway.

"What will this agent think about my manuscript?"
-If an agent isn't passionate about the work, it's time for a revision---on the agent search or the manuscript.

"I've been working at this for so long and there's nothing to show for it to anyone."
-The only thing that art promises is the pleasure of pursuing it. It's difficult, risky, and grueling.

on women

This isn't one of those girlfriends-are-forever type posts. No, I've learned that friendships can screw you over and break your heart just as much (if not more) than any romantic relationship can. As we get older, we place time and value in those who matter. If we're lucky, we're reminded of how much there is to appreciate.

But I do have to ramble about the presence of some wonderful women in my life. Women who side with one another, who defy those stereotypes of cattiness and what not. Women who can bask in compliments, not cower when they're bestowed on another. Women who handle their insecurity with humility.

Favorite, recent examples:

* A few of us got together to catch up on our struggles, triumphs, and everything in between. One of the girls is ready for 2.5 kids now. Another never wants to be married. There was an utter absence of judgment, something that was never the case in our mothers' generation.

*Then there's the refreshing honesty. We were talking (ok, gossiping) about a not-very-nice guy.
"He's...okay," I said, trying to be diplomatic.
My friend shook her head. "No, he's a little bitch. That's really all there is to it."

Or how another girlfriend responded when I didn't forgot to return her calls:
"I'm telling you this because I love you...I'm mad at you."