Long ago, I took a creative writing class at Great Lakes Christian College. The professor, the great George Brown, told us the importance of having literary representation.
“I gotta get me a agent,” I wrote in my notebook. (I thought poor grammar was hilarious. Sometimes I still do.)
After I finished the first 5 drafts of Paint Chips, I researched agents that represent Christian authors. My first pick was Credo Communications. Why were they first pick? Because they’re located in my city. And because of a few clients they represented that impressed me.
I emailed. They responded. They only represented non-fiction.
So, I sent letters begging agents to represent me. 11 letters (in the biz, we call them queries). 10 no thank you letters. 2 were encouraging. 1 said, “Yeah, I’m going to have to pass”. 1 never responded.
It was all good. One of the encouraging letters told me that the novel needed more work. So. That’s what I did. 6 more drafts of Paint Chips.
Well, we know what happened to my little novel. It was published. And now my second novel is in line to be released in January.
Still, I knew that I needed an agent. Someone to help me navigate the crazy world of publishing. Someone to hug me, kick my tuchas, keep me on schedule. An agent that would knock on doors on my behalf. Who could give my career a little boost.
I just signed a literary agreement with…
Credo Communications. My dream agency. I’ll be agented by Ann Byle (she is fabulous and wonderful and believes in me).
Sometimes when God puts a little dream in our heads, He just wants us to be patient. I think this was one of those instances. And it happened at just the right time.