I have an agent.
It still makes me shake my head in wonder because I was on the verge of putting those thoughts off for another year or two. To make it better, I'm especially tickled with who my agent is and how God worked it out.
Last year, when I volunteered to teach a workshop at the Faithwriters conference, I didn't realize I was trading the Faithwriters conference for attending the ACFW conference. It's the way things go though, and I was thrilled to be able to give back to Faithwriters—the place that helped me overcome so much fear, and doubt and taught me so many things about writing. So, I went to the Faithwriters conference and got to room with Linda Glaz, who was there representing Terry Burns of Hartline Literary. She was one of his assistants and was teaching a couple of sessions and fielding pitches for Terry. Linda is a gem. She didn't bat an eyelash at the group she ended up with at Red Robin, and that's saying something because if I remember right, we were all fairly loopy at that point.
I am not a people person. In fact, it's work for me to be with people I don't know well, and conference totally exhausts me, even with some of my best friends being there. By the time it was my turn to pitch to Linda, my brain was... well, it felt like yesterday's oatmeal, and functioned about as well. Ideal for making a professional impression on someone. Not. But Linda didn't choke on my mush-for-brains, she took it in stride, which, now that I know her better doesn't surprise me a bit.
Over the next ten months we kept in touch as we worked together at The Barn Door and in regard to my manuscript as it was volleyed back and forth for changes. The surprising result is that Linda's now my agent. I had no idea things were falling into place for her becoming an agent with Hartline—I didn't even know it was in the works, simply that she was busy working on “some things.” When she emailed me last month it took a bit to sink in. I had to leave the computer, do some work around the house and come back to read the email...about five times because I was so caught off guard and surprised.
I couldn't be happier.
Who better to have in your corner than a friend?
Come back tomorrow for Friendly Friday and meet Linda—my friend, my agent.