Goodbye Agent X, I hardly knew you. I've been keeping quiet, but I was rather anxious to post that I found a literary agent. Then, alas, I un-found him. It's true. In December, I e-mailed a particular person (we'll call him "Agent X") who was interested in representing my work. I knew him through some friends. Good guy. I sent Agent X all my books, and he liked them. We even met a month ago for drinks to discuss things further. All in all, it looked like we'd be meeting again to finalize our plans. Today, I received an e-mail. Looks like it's not going to happen. No major controversy to report -- just a work load and timing issue with what he's doing and what I'm doing. Little bit disappointed, but it'll be better in the long run.
I mean, doesn't this look like a man with intense literary aspirations?
(photo by Colleen, I think)
From STAPLE!, Playground Ghosts recorded this lovely reverse psychology convention song. Funny stuff.
Also, Mangled Stare presents the Mighty Nerf Wars. Based on actual events, also very funny.
