
This would be me. With brown hair. And clothes that somewhat match.
I HAVE AN AGENT! You heard me. I. Have. An. Agent. I’m still “SQUEEEE”-ing over 24 hours later. I am so excited!! I haven’t come down off of cloud 9 yet, and I doubt I will for at least another 24 hours.
I am now represented by Dawn Frederick of Red Sofa Literary. :) Super excited about this.
In an attempt to put the numbers down so I don’t forget them, I’ll post them here. I began writing BRIDGER December 11, 2009. I finished my first draft early January. It was roughly 4 weeks of straight writing that Ashlyn & co. became real for me. Then, I joined YALitChat. Met amazing people. Still meeting them. Revised once (NOT ENOUGH…trust me…I’m shuddering at what I sent Dawn still), and began querying (another DO NOT DO…which I learned AFTER the fact. I cannot
express enough to do. your. homework. before. querying. It mighta helped a bit…hah) agents. I had a couple I was hoping would respond, but I didn’t want to get my hopes up too much. I queried Dawn Jan. 23 and received a request for a partial Jan. 29. I think I probably keeled over in excitement. I can’t remember. Musta hit my head on something.
Now, here’s where it gets funny…at least, now it does. Not back when it happened, I assure you. I had NO clue on etiquette as to how to send partials, fulls, etc. (I smell my next blog coming out of this one…). Therefore, I sent her my partial bound, double sided, via Fed-Ex. Ummm, I can imagine the eye-rolling that ensued after receiving my

I had a palm imprint across my dome for 2 days after that display of noob-ness.
package. Dawn explained that I was an idiot (not really, she was SUPER cool about it, actually) in an email, and explained what I should do in the future. ::Facepalm:: on my end. I’d effectively ruined my chance with an agent before it even began, I thought.
However, Dawn is a kind soul, and apparently took pity on me. She read my partial, and on Valentine’s day she requested my full. Needless to say, I was shocked. This time she reminded me to only print on one side, not bind it, etc. etc…so I did everything she asked. Except, she requested only the remaining pages. What did I do? Send her a literal FULL copy. Again, I’m sure the eye rolling was immense. I know it would have been if it were me. What was there left to do on my part but a DOUBLE facepalm. Oh yeah, I busted it out.

One just wasn't enough.
So I waited. After all, I had my MS out to other agents, and I wasn’t planning on hearing from Dawn in the next, oh, eon or so. I’d effectively screwed that one up. Although she was an agent I was hoping to hear from, I was pretty sure that one was over and done.
Imagine my surprise when I received an email April 8 from her, asking to plan a time to chat the next day. I do believe I died when I read it. :) SO excited. Could it be? Could it really be? I couldn’t let myself get too excited. Maybe it was a late April Fools’ joke.
I asked the amazing and wise friend of mine, Georgia McBride, what she thought. She said SQUEEE! (Or something like that. I’m pretty sure I’ve never heard Georgia squee…but I like the word and it’s fun to type. Forgive me, Georgia.) We discussed purchasing victory shoes if this was the moment of truth.
Going to bed that night, dreams of sugar plums danced in my head. Hah. Kinda.

Those don't look like sugarplums. They look like candy. We'll roll with it.
More like dreams of someone besides my mom thinking I had a good idea for a book. That’s way cooler than sugar plums any day in my opinion.
Anyway, yesterday morning I received the call that I had hoped I would get someday…a call from a real, living, breathing agent. (Are there other varieties? I

I'll take a wax Obama as my agent, please. Thanks.
think it might be counter-productive to have anything but a living, breathing one.) Not just ANY agent, either. It was Dawn. The roller-derby-ing, volunteering, flat out uber-awesome agent. Um, cool. :)
After chatting for a bit, she said she knew that I might need time to think it over. Hah. I said, um, can I just say yes now? Lol. She laughed and said sure…and the rest, as they say, is history. So, somehow, through my ridiculous blunders, I managed to procure the agent I thought I’d lost from the get-go. How awesome is that?! It goes to show never count anything out!
I’m super excited to say the least. Celebrations ensued. I screamed and scared my poor, sleeping Great Dane. I then went to the mall and bought a pair of victory shoes. Oh yeah, you heard me. Victory shoes. All white Nike Shox.

Sweet, sweet victory shoes, in all their boing-y glory.
So that’s my story, and I’m sticking to it. It’s been about 5 months since I first thought up Ashlyn, and I can’t believe things are going so well. I would have never imagined how amazing the writing community is, how supportive people are, and how willing to help other writers and agents are. It has been a constant learning experience, and I’m loving every minute of it.
What’s next, you ask? Time to get on it and finish revisions on BRIDGER! Finish college with a quickness, so that I can focus solely on my writing. That’ll be nice. Get to know Dawn and learn more about this side of the process. I’ll keep you posted on how things are going, and hopefully give insights to how to avoid ridiculous blunders (such as causing multiple facepalms to a single prospective agent) and share links to other great writers and agents who have great nuggets to give as well.

No, not these kinds of nuggets. Although McNuggets are good, too.
This journey has been so much fun, and although I have a long way to go, I know it’ll be as fun as these first few steps have been. :)
In the meantime, why don’t you go check out the blogs of Dawn Frederick, Kathleen Ortiz, Query Shark, Emilia Plater, Colleen Lindsey, and/or Rachelle Gardner? Don’t stop writing, and don’t stop believing that you can find an agent for yourself. :)
(Cue the Journey music…NOW!!) :)