AAACK–marketing disaster averted (?!)

Wow. I just got an e-mail response from a very cool agent I queried on Friday morning . . . but what it says is, “I couldn’t read most of your query. Could you re-send it in a readable font?”


Of course the first thing I did was re-send it and thank her for not dismissing me out of hand as an idiot. I couldn’t imagine why the e-mail program would send it magnified or reduced, though.

I looked at the stooopid e-mail and it looks normal to me. However, the other day I got a complaint from another correspondent* saying that my message had arrived in 30-point Courier. And I have occasionally gotten messages in Flyspeck 3 (which is TINY). So . . . anything could happen.

All I could do was take the text to Word, “normalize” it, copy that to the notepad, copy that back to Eudora, and hope that it would send OK. I do have large fonts turned on here, because of that visual infirmity I have, but that shouldn’t matter.

I also sent a BCC: to myself at Gmail and to Dennis. The Gmail copy looks all right. So far, so good.

But good gravy–if anything can go wrong, it will. And something weird, to boot. At least I found out about this and could fix it.

To think she was reading queries while I was watching “Witness for the Prosecution” on TCM! I should be working on the new mystery. (Although that was a Camille query; I still feel SO strongly that Camille would find herself a following.)

The wonder is that I keep bashing my head against this wall, innit?

* Sounds much more sophisticated than “my cousin”


Author: shalanna

Shalanna: rhymes with "Madonna" and "I wanna," and is not a soundalike with "Hosanna" or "Sha-Na-Na." Aging hippie with long hair, husband, elderly mother, and yappy Pomeranian. I've been writing since I could hold a crayon. I started with fiction, which Mama said was "lying." “Don’t tell stories,” she would admonish, in Southern vernacular. “That's all in your imagination!” When grownups said this, they were not approving. So, shamed, I stopped telling stories for a few years--rather, I stopped letting anyone read them. I'm married to a fellow computer nerd who doesn't really like hearing about writing, but who reads sf/fantasy and understands the creative drive. I'm actually a nonconformist/hippie still wearing bluejeans and drop earrings and the Alice-in-Wonderland hair with headbands and sandals. Favorite flavor is chocolate/orange, favorite color is either Dreamsicle orange (cantaloupe) or bubble-gum pink, favorite musical is either Bye Bye Birdie, Rocky Horror, or The Producers . . . wait, I also love The Music Man. Is this getting way too specific and irrelevant yet? Obvious why I don't sell a ton of flash fiction, isn't it? To define oneself, I always say, it is good to make a list. How about a booklist? Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird Frank and Ernestine Gilbreth, Cheaper by the Dozen C.S.Lewis, The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe (all the Narnia books) J.R.R.Tolkien,The Hobbit/LORD OF THE RINGS trilogy Gail Godwin, The Odd Woman F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby J. D. Salinger, Catcher in the Rye (before dismissing it, actually read it) George Orwell, 1984 Kurt Vonnegut, Cat's Cradle Donna Tartt, The Secret History Mark Twain, The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn James Allen, As A Man Thinketh Mark Winegardner, Elvis Presley Boulevard James Thurber, My Life and Hard Times The Wizard of Oz, L. Frank Baum Winnie-the-Pooh/House at Pooh Corner, A. A. Milne Peter Pan, J. M. Barrie The KJV and NIV Bible (each translation has its glories)

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