I’m still in the midst of doing my Bologna follow-up, which basically consists of reading through my scribbled notes of my meetings with foreign editors, scouts, and movie people, making note of what we spoke about, titles they asked to see or expressed interest in, other books they might have passed on, and making sure [...]
I got home from Europe late last night — well, around 7pm Mountain, but it felt way later to me! I’m mostly caught up on emails and such — not queries, though, so thanks for your patience on those. I did get through EVERY partial on my Kindle, though, and made several requests [...]
I’ve got a special About My Query for you this week (and apologies that it’s a day late). Tying into Rexroth’s post about the numbers game that can be an agent’s perusal of the query pile, I’d like to give YOU a chance to play agent. Today, I’m posting not one but TWO [...]
In the world of super-agent Daphne Unfeasible, I have a lot of names. The main one is (thankfully) my own, but there are quite a few others. Some of you ktliterary.com vets might know me as WebMonkey. Thanks to Maureen Johnson, I’m also known on the interwebs as Rexroth Implausible, one half of Unfeasible-Implausible Enterprises.
I also have a lot of jobs. One of them is, as I said, webmonkey, but primarily I write stuff for a living. Part of it (the better paying part) is Boring Writing: training manuals, online interactive courses, white papers, RFPs — business writing, they call it. Not exciting, but quite handy when it comes time for pleasant activities like buying food. The other part is Not-Boring Writing. The Not-Boring Writing doesn’t (yet) pay as well, or as reliably, but it’s a very satisfying kind of work, one that I enjoy a great deal, and which has been the source of many joyful moments (fair payment for the lurking hypertension that comes with it).
So: I’m a writer, who lives with a literary agent.
I’ve always been more of a reader than a writer. Just about everything I’ve ever written has been for school and nothing has ever managed to inspire me to write for pleasure … until recently.
A few months ago my music aficionado husband made a mixed CD for me and every time I listen to it [...]
