Jessica S. Carter's Blog
June 24, 2014
Agents
When I published my first book, I thought long and hard about publishing my next (3). I realized I wanted to know if I could do publishing the traditional way. I wanted to know if I had what it takes.
Everyone was telling me the same thing. Query an Agent, never a Publisher. I took the advice to heart-- but then I realized: How many agents cover what I write?
Not many.
And while I can take snippets of different categories and mesh them into that Contemporary feel...I wanted someone special.
I currently have only two people I want for agents.
Both probably won't give my book a thought. I've never been this afraid in my life, to do something. But I guess it's better to try than to be afraid to.
If I fail at getting the agent I want to represent me, I have to come to terms with my self publishing career remaining just that.
Until next time...
Everyone was telling me the same thing. Query an Agent, never a Publisher. I took the advice to heart-- but then I realized: How many agents cover what I write?
Not many.
And while I can take snippets of different categories and mesh them into that Contemporary feel...I wanted someone special.
I currently have only two people I want for agents.
Both probably won't give my book a thought. I've never been this afraid in my life, to do something. But I guess it's better to try than to be afraid to.
If I fail at getting the agent I want to represent me, I have to come to terms with my self publishing career remaining just that.
Until next time...
May 27, 2014
That feeling...
I love the feeling you get when you get near the end of a good book. That page turning adrenaline rush that permeates through you as you imagine how the story will end. There never seems to be enough pages left to accommodate for all the loose ends to be tied up. For all the questions to be answered.
I used to do this thing...where I would read the last few pages of the book before I started it. I did it to quell the suspense of the ending. I couldn't stand the wait.
What resulted from it was confusion. I would always ask how certain arcs or characters came about to match the ending. I almost never matched the author's thought processes.
That was when I stopped reading the end first. When I learned to appreciate the journey the way only the author could tell it.
That bite my nails, ready to turn the page and find out all the things I've been wondering about throughout the book is one of the most satisfying feelings in the world.
It just took me a while to realize it.
I used to do this thing...where I would read the last few pages of the book before I started it. I did it to quell the suspense of the ending. I couldn't stand the wait.
What resulted from it was confusion. I would always ask how certain arcs or characters came about to match the ending. I almost never matched the author's thought processes.
That was when I stopped reading the end first. When I learned to appreciate the journey the way only the author could tell it.
That bite my nails, ready to turn the page and find out all the things I've been wondering about throughout the book is one of the most satisfying feelings in the world.
It just took me a while to realize it.
