Speaking of Fishing...

Ah, the timing was perfect. Seemingly minutes after I wrote that post about agents and publishers being fish and writers the fishermen, I received two nibbles within days of one another. One from a publishing house, another from an agent. Is this a case of "build it and they will come?" Naah. I think it's more coincidence. But a lovely coincidence all the same.

First time I've gotten past the query stage. Keep that good mojo comin' folks!

Gone Fishing

It occurred to me as I was eating my broiled trout that agents and publishers are like fish and we would-be writers are the fishermen. We dangle our query letters in front of them, hoping they'll be interested enough to take the bait. Most of the time they aren't and don't. So the fisherman moves on to other waters, hoping he'll have better luck. When the agent/publisher does bite, now begins the fight to get the fish over the gunwales. Sometimes the fish wins, and the fisherman has to start all over. But each time we get a bite, there's always the hope that we'll reel our fish in. If so, we say we've "landed" an agent or publisher, just as if they were literate marlins.

Today, someone took my bait. Only question is whether I can wrestle him into my boat.

And if you're thinking what I think you're thinking, get your mind out of the gutter.