Something wonderful happened
this week: After more than three years of editing and revising my
mystery manuscript, A Matter of Taste,
after sending out over a hundred query letters to potential
agents, I have now entered into a representation agreement with a
literary agent: Erin Niumata of Folio Literary Management, in New York City.
I am beyond thrilled. Not
just to have acquired representation, but because I think Erin is
going to be terrific. She seems to really get me, and my book—the
voice and style, the characters, the themes. And, from the few
comments she’s already provided, I can tell her editorial skills
are going to be invaluable (she spent many years as an editor for
various major publishing houses before becoming an agent).
Her call came early last
week, and I was so flustered that I’m sure I sounded like a
complete moron—or perhaps simply like a newbie author thrilled to
finally get
The Phone Call.
how I feel right about now
(okay, so this was
taken when
the SF Giants won the
pennant in 2010)
[photo: Laura Karst]
I wanted to say YES! right
then and there, but I had several other “fulls” (the complete
manuscript) currently out to other agents. Politeness and protocol
therefore required that I give them a heads up, and let them have
several days to consider whether they too might want to make an offer
of representation.
