Regarding yesterday’s post on missed opportunities:
Guess whose pitch went well enough that the agent, looking for authentic female voices who also has background in working with Autistic children as a volunteer…greenlighted this person to send her the full novel? Not chapters. Not an outline and a chapter a two. The full novel?
(This is agent speak for: this particular project, I really do want to see and I’m not on the fence about whether or not I want to see it.)
She seemed very nice and nurturing enough (she literally said she doesn’t like to give up on an author if she keeps believing in him or her, even if they have to change direction sometime) that she might be a good fit for me. She also seems to be kind and gentle enough that she might have actually developed relationships with editors in such a way that she stands out. I know New York can be rough; a Midwesterner selling a Midwestern book (she’s sold to all the majors) might be a welcome contact for them in terms of being treated pleasantly, but firmly.
It’s early, and the actual book might not be a fit for her, but I felt blessed to even move to the next step.
This time, I know we moved forward because of my Autism, and not in spite of it, since we spent quite a bit of time talking about what adult Autism looks like and how it can manifest in the novel without completely revealing itself. There is something quite beautiful about that.