I was just on the verge of a post about how I am concentrating on finding other creative outlets (and I may still post that one later) when I got e-mail back from an agent I’d been talking to. She wants a full of _Camille’s Travels_. I e-mailed it to her, and now we wait.
I think I’ve paid my dues and that this one is ready. I truly believe this book would find an audience. I already have the opening and a few chapters of a similar book that could follow this one (anyone remember _April, Maybe June_?) if I get a YA contract.
So. I know I’ve already presumed quite a lot on y’all and on the Universe (for medical issues, job issues, and so forth) over the past few weeks, but. If anyone wants to pray, send good thinks, light candles, or cast a spell . . . please do!
I’m goin’ right now out in the back forty to pluck the herbs and swing the rubber chicken over my head in three circles. Then to light the candles and chant.
As the little old lady said who tinkled in the ocean, “Every little bit helps!”
Thanks. Let’s keep our everythings crossed. (“When I get in, you’re gonna be in my cabinet,” said the tricky candidate. “When I get my TV show, you’re gonna be a regular! You can be in my band–and play tambourine!” Whatever bribe works.)