There are moments in your life as a writer that you never forget.
Noisy moments, like when you scream with joy when you get your first contract.
Or when you ohh and ahhh over the cover of your book, lifted from it's cardboard shell, for the first time.
Or when the crowd at your booksigning is loud and boisterous, in the best possible way.
And then there are the quiet moments....
Like when you open a letter from a 6 year old boy who writes (very messily, in all caps) that yours was the first book he ever read all by himself. (Good Night, Good Knight)
Or when a librarian 5 states away lets you know that she read your book the week after 9-11 and it gave her, and her school, hope. (Somewhere Today: A Book of Peace)
Or when you open your e-mail and see that you have a message from an agent and even though you click on the other mail first (because it's probably a rejection anyway) you finally get up your nerve to click on it and then have to read it a couple of times (maybe a hundred) to let the words about your manuscript sink in, "..it's just that good and beautiful."
No, I didn't squee.
I just got teary for a moment. Then my heart smiled.
Writing is so solitary.
And when you know that something you wrote touched someone....well....
There are no words.
Only the best feeling. Ever.
You want to know who the agent is? The agent wonderful (and crazy) enough to offer to represent me in all of my royal glory (and my Middle Grade Novel?)
Only the best agent in the world, known throughout the blogosphere as maybe the kindest, most helpful, most give-backing agent ever........(drumroll....)
The Joanna Stampfel-Volpe of Nancy Coffey Literary and Media Representation!
So, Joanna, if you're reading this, please don't be scared off.
It will be fun.
P.S. "The Basket" contest details in the next post! Watch for it!