I’ve been getting lots of rejections for Prodigies, many of which tell me how beleagured the agents are with all the queries they’ve been getting. So I’m going to try this for fun:
I’ve been getting lots of rejections for Prodigies, many of which tell me how beleagured the agents are with all the queries they’ve been getting. So I’m going to try this for fun:
Dear Lurker:
I don’t know who you are except by your country of origin, although even that could be spoofed. You read my blog for reasons I may never know (unless you’re a bot, in which case I can guess that you don’t really read my blog).
I will admit that I want to know who you are. First of all, I want to know for the same reasons that children launch a note in a bottle into the ocean and someone finds it on the shore 500 miles away and sends the child back a note. Or maybe it’s like sending Flat Stanley to your favorite aunt halfway across the country and she sends it on a series of local adventures and takes pictures. I have people from Turkmenistan and Russia and Portugal and Peru, and I want to see who I’ve rubbed elbows with — digitally at least.
I also want to know you because I want to hear your stories. My life is measured in others’ stories and I have had the pleasure of hearing many excellent stories. You have stories with power and poetry, or with humor, or with pathos — and I would love to hold those gifts in my hands.
Love,
Lauren