My Agent Quest

I’m not planning to make multiple postings a day, but for now I’m trying to bulk up my content a little to make you want to stay and read more. Is it working?

This post is about the ordeal I went through to determine which agents I wanted to send my completed manuscript to. It’s tough. If you do a google search for “literary gents” you’ll likely come back with too many results to manage, and not all of them will be legit.

Agent scams are everywhere. How to tell if an agent is a scam: they’ll try to charge you money. They’ll make you pay fees for evaluating your work. DON’T! Real agents won’t charge you a dime. They make their money on commissions when their clients get signed with publishers.

I’d read a recommendation saying that aspiring authors should check the “Acknowledgements” section of books similar to their’s and find names of agents that way. I decided that was a good place to start and began a list.  I spent a couple of hours poring over books and furiously writing down names. And it was a huge waste of time. Yeah, I got some names (not all authors name their agents or even have an “Acknowledgements” section at all), but no way to contact them without further research anyway.

Once I was online my search went quickly. I googled “how to find a literary agent” and discovered  I even have it bookmarked now. For the most part, this site contains information for nearly every literary agent in the U.S. It shows you if they’re currently accepting unsolicited queries, what agencies they work for, what genres they prefer to represent, what their submission guidelines are, and new projects their clients have coming out. I narrowed my search to “fantasy”, since my novel was an urban fantasy about werewolves, and received 159 search results.

I paged through every single one of those 159 search results. Some were easily discarded, and some seemed absolutely perfect. I ended up with a list of less than 30 names, a good size for my initial foray. I wasted a lot of time here, too. I was trying to be organized and efficient and put them all into an excel spreadsheet, with contact information and submission guidelines, but I was so nervous that I continually linked to their pages to make sure my information was accurate. After all, if you don’t send agents EXACTLY what they ask for, there’s a good chance they’ll discard it without a second thought.

Next time, I’ll make a much simpler spreadsheet, knowing that most of my work will be done through individual websites anyway. One good aspect is that it allows me to track when I submitted my queries, who has responded, and how long it took them to respond.

One thing I didn’t expect: nearly all of the agents I submitted to preferred or only accepted queries through email or through a specific link on their website. It was easily adapted to, and saved me a lot of money on postage, I just wasn’t prepared for it.

In my next post I’ll share my query letter with you and show you the things I’m pretty sure I did wrong. I’m still not quite sure how to fix it, but that’s a problem for another day.

Letting Go

It may be a bad idea to start off a new blog with a sad post, but this story is really the foundation of why I decided to write this blog, so I think that it’s important to tell it.

I finished my first book. Yay! I actually finished the first draft 2 years ago, but after spending 2-3 years writing it between working a full-time job and family obligations, I couldn’t find it in me to begin the editing process. I could barely even stand to read it anymore, let alone make changes. So, I put it away, and let it live in a file on my USB drive.

Earlier this spring I began to think about it. I realized that the animosity I held toward it was gone, and I decided the time was right to see what it could really become. So, I got it out again. I did my first round of editing. I sent it out to beta readers for feedback. I cried reading their suggestions. Then I rewrote the parts that needed the most help, as pointed out by those beta readers. Finally, I deemed it ready. I did my research, wrote my query letters, and sent them out to 20 different literary agents.

My first rejection came swiftly. The time stamp on the email showed that he rejected me only an hour after receiving my query. My heart broke. There’s no other word to describe it.  More rejections came over the next several days. I sunk into a bit of depression and felt like all of my hard work was pointless.

I thought I was prepared. After all, I’d done my research. I knew that only a small percentage of writers land agents, especially on their first try, and that rejections were almost guaranteed. But I was woefully unprepared for how much it was going to hurt. I cried a lot. I dreaded checking my email.

My confidence was completely shaken. In my ignorance, I had planned to self-publish if my story didn’t generate any interest. Suddenly I wasn’t so sure. Maybe it was simply drivel, and I was a terrible writer, and my dreams would never amount to anything. Compounded to that, I was completely overwhelmed. I had spent so much time editing and re-writing, I couldn’t imagine beginning that process over again.

Then I had an epiphany.  I didn’t have to do anything at all. The only one pressuring me to publish that story was me. So I let it go. I resumed work on another project, one I’m still excited about. I decided to start this blog.

My goal in writing that story was to prove to myself that I could write a novel. It was a milestone goal on a larger path to success. One that I accomplished, and I’m proud of myself for it. It’ll always be there, should I choose to revisit it and try again. Maybe it will live forever on my USB drive and never see the pages of a book. That’s okay too. It did what I needed it to. For now, I’m letting it go and moving forward.

In coming posts I’ll spend more time on the different pieces of this story, like my desperate search for the right agent or my relationship with my beta readers. I hope you’ll stick around.