Agents and babies (no, no big reveals inside)

Still working on revisions around here. Remember when I said I liked revising? Yeah, not so much. But I'll like it when I'm done and I'm over halfway.

I've noticed a new obsession with me. I've been obsessively reading stories about people who sign with agents - not in a way like I'm trying to will it to happen, or I won't be happy till it happens. I've lived enough to know there's always something, so be happy now or not at all. But it feels very much like when I was pregnant with my first baby and I was obsessively reading birth stories. Although that was a bit more macabre, because I focused in on the ones where things went horribly wrong so I'd be "prepared."

Then, I had my baby (after being sure for an entire month I'd be the only human being never to actually give birth and I'd stay pregnant forever) and then birth stories were not that interesting. Not even my own. And it wasn't an easy birth, but all that really mattered was that I survived (barely) and had a baby on the other end.

I suspect The Great Agent Hunt will feel the same on the other side. That I'll think "well of course I have an agent, the important thing is writing well" like published authors say. And I'll actually believe it. Just like now I absolutely believe pregnancy eventually ends, but try telling that to me at month nine!

And the thunderstorm just woke up my littlest guy - gotta go!

2 comments:

Kathleen said...

awesome thoughts. That makes so much sense to me!

November 10, 2009 at 12:07 PM
Tia said...

Funny analogy! At least you know that they baby will come SOMETIME around nine months. The agent? Who knows?

And I do so remember being obsessed with birth stories.

November 10, 2009 at 5:36 PM

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