The Call: It Doesn’t Always Go Like You’d Think

Wednesday, March 14, 2018

  When I was an aspiring author, I read every query letter success story I could get my hands on. There was a common theme to these essays, which tended to go something like this: the writer, having long since given up hope that she’d ever become published, is strolling through Target one day when her phone rings. She glances at it, realizes the phone is displaying the 212 area…

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A taste of the surreal

Monday, March 12, 2018

Here’s where I was standing when I got The Call from Connor Goldsmith: Yeah. It was kind of a bonkers day. But my life has often seemed a strange and haphazard thing, so it only seems appropriate that one of the most significant moments of it should also be one of the most surreal. It’s actually not out of character at all. I seem destined to have important conversations in…

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Takin’ the long way around: FROM UNSEEN FIRE’s path to publication

Monday, December 4, 2017

A tale of a book, from pen to shelf: November 2011 — Project begins, called simply Aven, as Cass’s 2011 NaNoWriMo project, an attempt to get herself writing creatively again after several years devoted to academia. December 2011 — Cass sets to finishing the draft and polishing it up. July 2012 — Cass scrambles to finish editing her draft in the hopes that it’s fit to be seen and attends a…

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Taking the Long Road (Read: Everything Happens for a Reason)

Thursday, October 9, 2014

Things moved quickly when Dhonielle and I first started working on the book that would become Tiny Pretty Things. We’d both been working on our own stuff as well, and D had gotten an amazing agent for her middle grade work. And the agent was intrigued by the ballet book’s concept — and the idea of CAKE Literary. So we ended up quickly signing with her, too, and got to…

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How Getting an Agent is Like Duck Duck Goose

Wednesday, October 2, 2013

I was terrified of the game of Duck Duck Goose* when I was a kid. I’ve always been an anxious type, so Duck Duck Goose was second only to dodgeball on the list of most dreaded recess games. It’s ironic, then, that as an adult I would submit voluntarily to a similar game–that is, the game of getting a literary agent. For me, getting an agent took two years, two manuscripts,…

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Counting Exclamation Points: How My Book Was Sold

Monday, September 30, 2013

“The call,” for me, was an email. Which was fine, because I was at my day job, and though it’s sometimes difficult to take time out for a call, it’s not that difficult to click over and check my email. Also, I don’t really like to talk on the phone, not for work, for life, to order pizza, not at all. The only kind of news I don’t want electronically…

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Deb Linda’s Tale of Two Calls

The Call . In preparation for this post I went back and reread an email exchange between my agent (the inimitable Michelle Wolfson) and me. It’s twenty seven messages long, and spans about week — the time between when she first requested the full manuscript of In A Fix and when I accepted her offer of representation. . Just reading those early emails again brought the exciting flutter of butterflies…

Friday, October 14, 2011
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Deb Joanne talks about getting THE CALL

As many of you know, I’ve been at this writing thing for some time, so I’ve gotten a few exciting calls (and some weird ones that I’m not going to talk about, to protect the innocent), but by far, the most exciting one was the one I got from my agent when she had an offer to buy SMALL MEDIUM AT LARGE. Of course, it has become one of those…

Monday, October 10, 2011
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The Right Call at the Right Time

In publishing you have to take a lot of the wrong kind of calls before you receive the one you want to hear. Or at least you do if you’re me. To wit: I received my first bad call on top of a mountain. I was on cross-country skis, sweating my way up an incline, and it was just starting to snow. “Hello?” I screamed into my cell phone once…

Thursday, September 18, 2008
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Winning big or getting “the call,” by Deb Meredith

My call actually was a real phone call. I saw that I had a message and called my voice mail. “Hello, this is Ruth Cavin from St. Martin’s Press,” a voice said and I froze. She told me her number and asked me to call her. My mind went blank. She wouldn’t be calling if she didn’t have good news, right? I tried to call my husband but he didn’t…

Wednesday, September 17, 2008
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