After two decades of trying to get my foot in an agent’s door, let’s face it – I was the writerly equivalent of a Tinder addict going through a dry spell. By the time I had a positive response, I’d have pretty much signed with the first agent who’d swiped right. Luckily, as fate would have it, when I sent off my latest (and first successful) book, I landed on an agent who was the right fit. She does all the stuff you’d expect an agent to do – with one added special ingredient: speedy email replies. For an impatient and paranoid soul like me, that is the agenting Holy Grail.
Her frequent communication also meant that I had zero expectations when I clicked on her email on the day that shall be for evermore known as Book Deal Day.