I’ve been feeling rather strange lately, but it’s quite familiar. While following agents on Twitter, reading agent blogs, commenting and trying to engage these wünderagents, I finally realized why I am feeling like I’m back middle school. Remember when you wanted to be one of the popular kids? You listened to their conversations and tried to jump in the conversation. You watched what they wore, how they talked, what they laughed about and then you tried it yourself, only to be shot down by a glare, snub, a whip of a ponytail as it swings away or the worst-ignoring you completely.
Well, I’m back there, right now. As I follow the uberagents on Twitter and listen in on their conversations with other agents, I realize it’s just like following the popular kids to the mall. Sometimes I get to hear what they eat or where they shop. I follow the agent blogs and try to learn how to be cool (which means how to be published in my updated version). I try to do the things they say in the blogs, write the query the right way, approach them the right way and maybe, if I get it right, I’ll get a nod or be accepted into the popular crowd (which now translates as an offer of representation).
I knew it felt familiar, it’s an unforgettable sensation. And with each rejection from an agent, I’m left standing by the lockers as the girls with silky blond hair (those cool, hip agents) walk by in slow mo with their hair flying and skirts swinging. I’m left watching them closely and hoping for a nod.
So, here’s to hoping I get asked to hang with the “cool” kids-those awesome agents-and break this code for good! With each query that goes out there, I have one more chance to walk the hall and swing my hair in slow mo!