You’re a writer, you know how it goes. Every moment you draw a breath is a moment to promote your book.
Well, say, I have a moment with nothing to do, and my super-smart cell phone right here. What if I take this moment to submit a query about my book, DROPPINGTON PLACE, to a literary agent.
Wait, I don’t have the manuscript… it’s parked on my Google drive, but an agent only wants the first ten pages. Hmm, how to edit it…
Wait! I sent a query to a different agent… that was a perfect letter! Alls I gotta do is find that letter and change the names and stuff…
It didn’t take long to take out the refeeencea to my dog and stuff, and change the names. That agent, the first recipient, had sent me a nice autoreply of no, thanks. I edited out references to that, too.
Just one eye in the flointment…you can’t send a letter you’ve already sent. Hmmm… no biggy. I’ll just forward it…
Okay, everything looks good…push the send and hope for the best.
Say, here’s an autoresponse from the new agent. Thank you for your submission, here’s what you sent…
And there, in the inbox of this agent, is my submission letter, followed by my submission letter to the previous agent, and then the rejection letter from the other agent!
OMG! How stupid can you be? If I don’t make it as a novelist, I can always be the mascot for Camp Stupid!
John D Reinhart 