jetreidliterary.blogspot.com
Janet Reid, Literary Agent: AND the horse you rode in on!
http://jetreidliterary.blogspot.com/2010/11/and-horse-you-rode-in-on.html
Janet Reid, Literary Agent. Life is short. Play with your dog."- CynthiaMc. Yes, this is filled with whisky. Monday, November 29, 2010. AND the horse you rode in on! In case you can't see the text of the letter accompanying the shredded rejection letter and envelope:. A man of my brilliance and talent should not suffer immediate form rejection letters. So fuck you and good luck in your future endeavors. With your 'judgment' you'll need it.". Labels: I love my job. 11/29/10, 3:45 PM. 11/29/10, 3:47 PM.
jetreidliterary.blogspot.com
Janet Reid, Literary Agent: Query Letter checklist
http://jetreidliterary.blogspot.com/2004/07/query-letter-checklist.html
Janet Reid, Literary Agent. Life is short. Play with your dog."- CynthiaMc. Yes, this is filled with whisky. Friday, July 23, 2004. Does your query have:. 1 Dear Janet (or equivalent. NOT: Dear Agent, To Whom it may concern. 2 The title of your work. 3 The kind of work: fiction, non-fiction, memoir. 4 The word count. Under 50,000 is too few, over 200,000 is too many). 5 Two paragraphs showing me what the book is about and enticing me to read more. 7 Your contact information: email, phone number. Dear, de...
jetreidliterary.blogspot.com
Janet Reid, Literary Agent: Amy's agent flash fiction contest
http://jetreidliterary.blogspot.com/2015/07/amys-agent-flash-fiction-contest.html
Janet Reid, Literary Agent. Life is short. Play with your dog."- CynthiaMc. Yes, this is filled with whisky. Friday, July 31, 2015. Amy's agent flash fiction contest. This week we're celebrating our own Amy-in-Paradise securing representation for her novel. Those of us who've seen her flash fiction contest entries aren't surprised in the least to hear this great news! Since her book hasn't sold yet [what a slacker agent! No book deal in 7 days! The prize will be a book of the winner's choosing. Contest o...
jetreidliterary.blogspot.com
Janet Reid, Literary Agent: So, how do you get paid for your time?
http://jetreidliterary.blogspot.com/2015/07/so-how-do-you-get-paid-for-your-time.html
Janet Reid, Literary Agent. Life is short. Play with your dog."- CynthiaMc. Yes, this is filled with whisky. Tuesday, July 28, 2015. So, how do you get paid for your time? How do you get paid for your time? And you can't buy it either. I get paid for results. I sell your book, I get 15% of the proceeds. All of the work you see here on the blog, or that you get at a conference is unpaid. Why would anyone do that you ask? Well, I ask myself that question sometimes too. 7/28/15, 7:16 AM. This is a great com...
zombiesandcream.blogspot.com
Summer Reading Rodeo | zombies and cream
http://zombiesandcream.blogspot.com/2012/07/summer-reading-rodeo.html
Thumbnail reviews of books I've read so far this summer. I may be forgetting some. It's been a hot few months. This is a collection of mostly narrative poems about working in a clam shack over the summer as a, you guessed it, busboy. A smart and funny book. Sample: "The moon/& a busboy, the beach/& a waitress, and later/maybe karaoke." Ah, youth. There are a few non-narrative gems sprinkled throughout (like freshly ground pepper! I lol'd. Recommended. The Choiring of the Trees. As an ARC (my wonderful hu...
zombiesandcream.blogspot.com
May 2011 | zombies and cream
http://zombiesandcream.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html
New Age, New Mexico. I'm not much of a believer, especially in the supernatural. Healing crystals, auras, astrology, vibrations of the universe, positive energy, bah humbug, I say. Which is why it was strange to find myself at a Cycle of Fifths Crystal Bowl. Healing session. Or not so strange when you consider I'm in New Mexico visiting relatives- one of whom conducts Cycle of Fifths Crystal Bowl healing sessions- and I'm open to new experiences. After is where the experience goes outside of my realm....
zombiesandcream.blogspot.com
Why Death Can Be Beautiful | zombies and cream
http://zombiesandcream.blogspot.com/2012/07/why-death-can-be-beautiful.html
Why Death Can Be Beautiful. Today is my mom's birthday. She would have been 82, but she died back in February. What I can't stop thinking about is how life-affirming her death was. The mechanics of it. Its intense physicality. Let me explain: My mom had a massive stroke, bleeding on the brain, and lost consciousness immediately. She never regained it. They put her on a respirator, but she wasn't really there. Her mind, I mean. It was somewhere else. I miss my mom. Even her death taught me something.
zombiesandcream.blogspot.com
November 2011 | zombies and cream
http://zombiesandcream.blogspot.com/2011_11_01_archive.html
Students On Facebook: What are they thinking? I'm officially one of the world's worst bloggers, since I haven't posted since the summer. Yes, I suck. But now I'm compelled to share what I see as a bit of an ethical dilemma. Maybe it's an ethical dilemma. I'm not sure. Maybe you can tell me. I didn't mention to the students that I could see their activities, because, duh, they friended me. But I wanted to say something like: You were well enough to go to the park on Thursday and pose with the sun in y...
zombiesandcream.blogspot.com
February 2011 | zombies and cream
http://zombiesandcream.blogspot.com/2011_02_01_archive.html
On Book Reviews and the Simpsons. As many of you know, my first novel came out last year. And that meant getting reviews, something I didn't think of when I was in the heights of ecstasy- before the book actually existed. Mostly the reviews were fine. Some wonderful ones saying I was a genius! Anyway, after the initial shock of the "bad" reviews wore off (and maybe a few whiskey cokes), I moved on. Mostly. I love the Simpsons. To explain: At one point in Brains. Easy I am not Jack. Long live the Simpsons!
zombiesandcream.blogspot.com
June 2011 | zombies and cream
http://zombiesandcream.blogspot.com/2011_06_01_archive.html
Potato Chips: Crispy Windows to the Soul. Yes, this post is about potato chips, but also so much more. Let's say it's about potato chips as metaphor. How potato chips reveal who you are- economically, spiritually, politically. Sounds ridiculous when I type it, but I went to college in the early 90s. Semiotics and deconstruction were all the rage. I wasn't taught to enjoy a good book. I was taught to rip it apart for underlying sexism, racism, and imperialism! I mean, if they must eat chips. Just finished...
