Confused Panic

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Well, the flea market was not a total bust.  I managed to get rid of some old “treasures” and made enough money to fill up the gas tank.  Plus, I bumped into a couple of old friends and I think I made one new friend.  So, all in all, a pretty good morning.

panicNow for my minor panic.  Last night I looked up what is necessary to find a book agent.  Gah!  I always thought a book agent was kind of like looking for an attorney.  You know, go through a list, pick one, talk to them to see if they are someone you can work with and if so, sign a contract and get to work.  I had no idea it was like a job interview or some kind of audition!!

I was advised that the first thing I have to do is send the appropriate type of agents (did you know they have specialties?!!!) a cover letter telling about yourself and your book.  From the sound of things, if an agent thinks you and your book are interesting enough, they will contact you for more information.  So what am I supposed to say?  At 60 years old I can’t really provide any kind of “come hither” that would be appealing!! Does this mean I have to hire somebody to help me find an agent?!

Maybe I should let this rest for a few days while I mull this over.  I don’t know anyone who’s had a book published so there’s no one’s brain I can pick.  Hmm, perhaps I’ll take the New Mexico perspective — you know, live up to the tradition of “manana.”

Happy Friday!

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Crazy day planned today.  Since I want to sell some stuff at the flea market in Belen (a small town north of me about 45 miles), I will have to go to Belen and get everything out of storage that I want to sell tomorrow.  While there I have to dig out my iron so I don’t continue looking like the cat chewed on me.

Once my car is loaded, go home and hem some suit slacks.  This dear soul is going to pay me $20 for making cuffs and hemming these slacks, so I’ll get this done when I get home.

One of my neighbors is graduating with a Masters of Science and the ceremony is tomorrow night.  Everyone in town is so excited.  La Joya has a total population of 86, so someone accomplishing such a big goal is big news for us.  Not sure what to wear.  I have a suit, which I hope still fits.  How about one of my long skirts and an unstained tee shirt?  Hmmm.  If evening gowns were in order I get a feed sack, tie on a sash, tack on some appliques, then claim it’s “designer,” but I think that would be overboard.  Ah well, I have until tomorrow night to figure this out.