I found this bobbing around in the ocean and thought of that Christmas song:
The Marvelous Toy..."It went bop when it stopped and whir when it moved.....I never knew just what it was and I guess I never will...!" by Peter, Paul, and Mary.
Well...sometimes you see creatures that you just can't identify. I ended up sending this photo to the University of Hawaii Invertebrate specialists (in zoology)...They weren't entirely sure but made a guess as to some type of primitive chordata.
But I wanted a name.
I decided to give it one.
5:30 am and 74 degrees.
I adore my agent.
She is awesome.
I am bemused by writers who, after querying, decide they don't need an agent and go straight to publishers.
Even worse are the ones who rave on message boards that agents sponge off authors and begrudge the 15%.
That is SO not true.
I am here to tell you do not listen.
Do not be swayed.
Yes, a bad agent or scam artist is worse than no agent at all.
But I am not talking about them.
I am talking about good reputable agents.
My agent's diligence in selling my novel was wonderful, was marvelous. It only took a week and one day from submission to auction and acceptance.
That week was an eye opener. Every publisher offered something different. I had no idea of the complexities.
But my agent did.
I will be more forthcoming later but I will give an example now.
The difference between North American Rights and World Rights.
With North American Rights you get to sell your novel to publishers in other territories (languages) and they each buy your book separately.
When you sell World Rights the publisher gets that advantage.
So , with a good agent, only North American Rights are offered and you have additional opportunities for financial gain later on down the road.
So endeth lesson one on agents...
Stay tuned for lesson two.