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Title: Wish me luck! *Literary Agent submissions*
Post by: Willowhugger on July 11, 2007, 10:35:21 PM

I've submitted three book queries to the Donald Maass Literary Agency.

1 Science Fiction Novel.
2 Urban Fantasy.

1 Urban Fantasy went to Donald Maass
2 went to Jennifer Jackson

Let's hope one of them interests the two.

Title: Re: Wish me luck! *Literary Agent submissions*
Post by: skaoi on July 12, 2007, 02:39:05 AM

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Title: Re: Wish me luck! *Literary Agent submissions*
Post by: Cyclone Jack on July 14, 2007, 04:58:11 AM

*Chants the good luck in literary endeavors mantra* ;D

Fingers crossed!

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Post by: ballplayer72 on July 16, 2007, 12:26:04 AM

Use the Force!      ;D ;D ;D

Good luck buddy

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Post by: Drew on July 17, 2007, 03:42:51 AM

Good luck.

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Post by: Murphy's Stunt Double on July 17, 2007, 06:22:57 AM

Blessings and prosperity!

Oh, and good luck too!   ;)

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Post by: meg_evonne on July 17, 2007, 03:13:52 PM

Just in case it doesn't work out this time...  One of my favorite poems by Richard Wilber.  I was reminded of it reading the War Poetry thread....  Hang in there and best wishes! 

The Writer, by Richard Wilbur.

In her room at the prow of the house
Where light breaks, and the windows are tossed with linder,
My daughter is writing a story.

I pause in the stairwell, hearing
From her shut door a commotion of typewriter keys
Like a chain hauled over a gunwale.

Young as she is, the stuff
Of her life is a great cargo, and some of it heavy:
I wish her a lucky passage.

But now it is she who pauses,
As if to reject my thought and its easy figure.
A stillness greatens, in which

The whole house seems to be thinking,
And then she is at it again with a bunched clamor
Of strokes, and again is silent.

I remember the dazed starling
which was trapped in that very room, two years ago,
How we stole in, lifted a sash

And retreated, not to affright it:
And how for a helpless hour, through the crack of the door,
We watched the sleek, wild, dark
And irridescent creature
Batter against the brilliance, drop like a glove
To the har floor, or the desktop,

And wait then, humped and bloody,
For the wits to try it again: and how our spirits
Rose when, suddenly sure,

It lifted off from a chair-back,
Beating a smooth course for the night window
And clearing the sill of the world.

It is always a matter, my darling,
Of life or death, as I had forgotten.  I wish
What I wished you before, but harder.

Title: Re: Wish me luck! *Literary Agent submissions*
Post by: RMatthewWare on July 17, 2007, 07:02:03 PM

Miss Snark often said, query widely.

Good luck.

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Post by: Richelle Mead on July 19, 2007, 04:19:00 AM

Yes, good luck!