Showing posts with label agents. Show all posts
Showing posts with label agents. Show all posts

Thursday, December 02, 2010

BAAM!

By Paula Matter

BAAM?

Bad Ass Author Marathon?

Big As A Mountain?

Be An Accomplished Mother?

Breaking Away And More?  
Basic Administration & Management?

Bachelor of Arts, Applied  Music?


Nope, none of the above. And it has nothing to do with Chef Emeril Lagasse either.


BAAM stands for Blogging Agent Appreciation Month. (Originally, it was going to be Blogging Agent Appreciation Day, but that didn't turn out so well.)

One day last week I read of an agent who has decided to stop blogging. I thought about it and realized that there have been a few in the last year or so who have stopped.

Thanksgiving may be over, but I'm thankful every day. Some days I have to work at finding something to be thankful for, but I always manage to do so. On this day, the first (only?) day of BAAM, I am thankful for all of the agents who continue to share their insight, opinions, feedback and wisdom. For free, no less.

Below is a list of awesome agents who blog. Seventeen of them! I'm sure there are more and I hope you'll share with the rest of us. For now I'd like to let these 17 know how much I appreciate them for taking the time to blog. Please go visit their site today and thank them if you agree.

http://arcaedia.livejournal.com/

http://askaliteraryagent.blogspot.com/

http://betsylerner.wordpress.com/

http://bookendslitagency.blogspot.com/

http://blog.nathanbransford.com/

http://cba-ramblings.blogspot.com/

http://dglm.blogspot.com/

http://greenhouseliterary.com/index.php/site/sarahs_blog

http://jennybent.blogspot.com/

http://jetreidliterary.blogspot.com/

http://knightagency.blogspot.com/

http://ktliterary.com/daphne/

http://pimpmynovel.blogspot.com/

http://pubrants.blogspot.com/

http://theswivet.blogspot.com/

http://varkat.livejournal.com/

http://waxmanagency.wordpress.com/

You may notice there are a couple of names of people who've left agenting. Doesn't matter, trust me. Their blogs are worth a visit.

This has been flying around the Internet lately, and in case there's someone out there who hasn't see it, take a moment to watch. Then go thank an agent who blogs.







Wednesday, November 10, 2010

What Can I Tweet For You?

By Tamara Girardi

I woke up this morning in New York City. The sense of confusion when you open your eyes in a different place and wonder where you are doesn't last long here. The beeping taxis and cars rushing outside your window remind you pretty quickly.

I'm here for a writing conference, and I'm thankful to be here.

Yesterday, I had dinner with college friends at Dos Caminos in midtown. An open-faced shrimp quesadilla. A shared pitcher of sangria. A blueberry margarita with sugar on the rim. I was very thankful for all of those things.

My fabulous and recently agented critique partner emailed me her thoughts on the final 30 pages of my manuscript yesterday. She challenged a weakness in them, and I plan to spend the entire day either at a bookstore or Starbucks working to employ the changes she and I brainstormed. I'm immensely thankful for her and the fact I can spend the full day working on my writing.

But being thankful is not just about saying the words. It's about doing something about them. Let me explain.

Tomorrow, the Backspace Conference begins at the Radisson Martinique on the corner of W. 32nd and Broadway, and I will be the official Twitterer for the conference. I'll spend all day Thursday and Friday hanging on the words of other writers and literary agents, finding the gems that will be helpful to others who cannot attend the conference, and tweeting about them to my followers (@TamaraGirardi) and followers of Backspace (@bksp_org).

I'm thankful for this opportunity, and in order that you and other writers might be thankful of it, too, I'm asking for your help. If you knew a woman who was spending the next two days in a roomful of writers and agents (ha hemn, that would be me), discussing query letters, opening pages of manuscripts, and writing in general, what kinds of things would you want that woman (again, me) to look for and tweet about?

I'm thankful for your responses.

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Now Comes the Fun Part

By Martha Reed

A wonderful thing happened on Saturday morning around 11AM. I finished my manuscript.

Completely. Finito. Ad infinitum. Can I get a hallelujah?

The best part of finishing it was the realization as I sat there, in my chair at my kitchen table, stunned that I was done, that I had really finished writing my second novel. The true beauty of that moment was that I could finally – after fifteen years of concerted effort – relax. You see, there had always been this niggling doubt in the back of my mind after I finished the first one that I might not be able to do it again. I can lay that doubt, at least, to rest. I did it once. I did it twice. I can do it again.

The best part is, so can you.

I’m not writing this blog to brag about it but I'm in hope that my experience might offer encouragement to someone out there who is struggling through their manuscript now. I’ve been there. It’s tough, no doubt about it. There will come a time when you get half way in at 50,000 words and look at a blank new chapter heading and think: ‘this whole thing is crap and I’ve wasted years of my life’.

Persevere. Please.

Even if you write crap, and more crap, and then edit the crap, you will one day get to a place where one sentence doesn’t really look all that bad. This may lead you to a paragraph and that paragraph may introduce a new character to you and your future readers and that character may be the voice you’ve been looking for. It won’t come easy, and if it does, you’re probably not being completely honest with yourself. Writing is hard; it makes you dig deep because, honey, that’s where the gold is.

How’s that for a voice?

And now for the best part. I get to go shopping for an agent. I love shopping, and this time, I know exactly what I’m looking for – I should – I’ve been researching the idea for as long as I’ve been writing the manuscript. And I have to admit, looking back on it, which is a very nice place to be, that I’m glad it took so long for me to learn the craft because it knocked all the crap out of me, too, as far as my expectations go. I’ve got my head on straight, my eyes on the prize, and I’m ready to play.

Deal me in, boys. I’ve got product. And it's good.

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

The Making of a Writers Conference

By Annette Dashofy

As the first snowflakes fall in Pennsylvania, I’m already nervously anticipating next spring. Specifically, mid May.

As everyone probably knows already, I am coordinator of the 2009 Pennwriters Conference. I still can’t say with any degree of certainty whether I’d have accepted the job had I known how much work it was going to be. And it isn’t so much the work. It’s the rejection. I’m a writer. I’m used to rejection. But I can accumulate enough of it with my manuscripts. Do I really need more of it from agents and editors that I invite to attend the conference?

Apparently, YES.

But I’m starting to breathe a little. The line-up looks good. So far. There is still much to be done. However, I thought since I had no idea what was really involved, unless you’ve tackled something like this, you probably don’t either. Therefore, as a public service to anyone thinking of organizing a writer’s conference, I am going to report on what it takes and what goes on behind the scenes.

Of the utmost importance is having a team. This is where having contacts, friends, and a good network come in handy. My first task as conference coordinator was finding a major-name keynote speaker. In 2008, we had Joyce Carol Oates. Nothing like having big shoes to fill! But with the support and assistance of Mary Alice Gorman from Mystery Lovers Bookshop, I was able to speak with Lisa Scottoline and she agreed to take the role.

After that BIG ONE, the next few were easy. I knew who I wanted for Saturday’s luncheon keynote: Tim Esaias, local, award-winning writer with poetry and speculative fiction published in more languages than I can count. He accepted my pleading invitation.

Next, I started using my connections in the mystery world. I asked John Lamb and CJ Lyons to be special guest speakers and both agreed immediately.

At some point, I realized that I was compiling my dream conference. And I was going to be too busy to enjoy it!

I had my top four speakers lined up. Since all four of my first choices said yes, I guess I became a little spoiled. My attempts to acquire agents and editors to attend brought me crashing to earth. As I mentioned above, rejection became the norm. However, four wonderful agents eventually agreed to come. Lucienne Diver of the Knight Agency came on board followed by Uwe Stender of TriadaUS, Paige Wheeler of Folio Literary Agency, and Alyssa Eisner Henkin of Trident. Editors were even tougher. Jane Friedman of Writers Digest and Matt Holliday, editor of Pennsylvania Magazine both agreed to come. But editors of novel-length fiction were an even bigger challenge.

Back in June, in the midst of the agent/editor hunt, another matter required attention. On the Thursday before the conference, Pennwriters will hold two day-long intensives: one for fiction writers and one for nonfiction. I called for help from Pennwriters president, Lisa Kastner, and the 2008 and 2010 conference coordinator, Ayleen Stellhorn. Working together, we came up with the wonderful Marta Perry to lead the fiction intensive and the always popular Mary Jo Rulnick to again teach the nonfiction one.

Weeks and months passed. I’d begun this process shortly after the New Year. Planning had started in earnest after the 2008 conference in May. Here it was…October…and I still was stuck on agents and editors! Needing a break, I switched gears for a week and focused on the workshops. I’m still a long way from having those ready to go, but I’ve found authors and teachers much easier to deal with and willing to help.

Still, I want the agent/editor issue settled. I want to be able to put my full attention on the workshops without wondering who might be willing to give up a weekend and come listen to pitches. I called in favors. I begged other authors to ask their editors to come. Finally, Esi Sogah from Avon said YES.

Of course, like good writing, conference planning contains twists and complications. One day recently, I received an email from Alyssa Eisner Henkin saying she needed to back out. Later that same day, another message popped into my inbox from Colleen Lindsay of FinePrint Literary stating an interest in coming.

Which brings us to the end of October. I am waiting to hear back from a handful of editors. I’d like to bring in one more agent, but if I can’t find anyone else, I think the four I’ve got are great!

I have a fantastic team of committee heads. We’ve had two extremely productive meetings. We have set a menu and planned a beach party (in theme only…no sand) for Saturday night. I have no fears about things like registration, the basket auction, the author’s tea and book signing, the hospitality suite, brochures, or read and critique sessions. Those departments are all in excellent hands.

While I’m pleased with the progress we’ve all made up to this point, there is soooo much to do. We want to open registration online on January second. That leaves TWO MONTHS to have the conference largely in hand.

Stick around. I’ll continue to post occasionally about my progress, the set-backs, the victories, and the stumbling blocks.

The 2009 Pennwriters Conference: A Writer’s Tool Chest will be held at the Pittsburgh Airport Marriott, May 15-17, 2009.

Friday, May 18, 2007

GONE FISHING

by Gina Sestak



Every other Saturday since last summer I've been blogging about the many jobs I've held. Most recently, I blogged about my present job -- attorney for an electric utility -- and my decision to accept an early retirement offer.


Today, it's my turn again. I had planned to write about dealing with vampires (selling blood plasma), or editing dissertations, or traveling to remote county courts to present motions, or taking inventory in stores, but the fact is that I've run out of time. My dial-up connection must have realized that I'll soon be getting broadband and, in retaliation, is acting out. Today it's very, v e r y s l o w. It is also disconnecting me from the internet repeatedly, which means I have to (very slowly) sign on again and again.


I have to leave early this morning because there's this writers' conference I'm attending, and I have an appointment with a potential agent. It's hard to sell a fiction book without an agent, and I have five completed manuscripts just cluttering up my writing space. I'm trying not to be too hopeful, but you can't succeed unless you try, and you can't try if you don't make it to the appointment on time. So here I go, into yet another career -- fiction writer. Like an old time shopkeeper, I am closing up this blog entry for the day and putting out a sign, "Gone Fishing." With a little luck, I just might catch an agent.