Today I had a great phone call with an agent’s assistant. You woulda thought it was “the call” the way I danced around the room and gushed to everyone in my phone book. (“The call” is a famous saying for when an agent calls to offer representation.) Although, it wasn’t “the call,” it was pretty damn cool having thirty-five minutes face-to-face over the computer with Meredith Barnes.
Meredith is an assistant to the “Query Shark” at FinePrint Literary Management, another famous known thing about the writing world. Go ahead, Google it and be in awe. I was lucky enough to enter a funny enough line in one of her contests to win a fifteen minute Skype chat about social media. I’ve been anxiously waiting for this day for two weeks trying to figure out different ways to win Meredith over as my new BFF.
As requested, I sent five questions a few days ago about social media. I agonized to make sure they were light, but professional and serious, but funny. I wanted to make sure I represented the real me to my new potential BFF, so of course one of the questions involved profanity. (Okay Mom, roll your eyes.)
After some technical issues in the beginning, and my full-fledged panic attack because of it, we were finally able to see each other. Immediately she stole my heart by complimenting the red wall in my kitchen. <swoon> When the next sentence she said was we could talk about anything to start; like queries, agents, the publishing world, I fell deeply and madly in love. After stuttering an unintelligible sentence, I asked her “Who do I believe?” I’ve visited the writing boards and read all the blogs, but find I’m more lost than ever on query letters. So what does Meredith do? She asks me to read what I have. It was full cardiac arrest. My mind rushed through all the excuses such as I’m still working on it, it’s not ready for other eyes yet, I want to put my best foot forward…but one second later, I pull it up and read the words.
It was fabulous; a dream come true. Meredith gave me some great tips and new wind in my sails. Self-doubt plaguing my mind the last weeks was replaced by rejuvenated excitement to get back on the project.
We did talk about social media and I’m in the process of getting on Twitter. Boy, do I feel like a jackass stumbling through it. But I’m sure soon I will be just as addicted to it as I am Facebook. Meredith graciously extended the fifteen minutes to a total of forty (including our technical difficulties.) She was funny, friendly, and super nice. I could only think if she is this nice to some chick who won her contest, could you imagine how she treats her clients? I only hope one day I can find out.