ElaineViets's Posts - CrimeSpace2024-03-29T11:22:27ZElaineVietshttps://crimespace.ning.com/profile/Elaine905https://storage.ning.com/topology/rest/1.0/file/get/60986195?profile=RESIZE_48X48&width=48&height=48&crop=1%3A1https://crimespace.ning.com/profiles/blog/feed?user=Elaine905&xn_auth=noThe longest waittag:crimespace.ning.com,2007-03-26:537324:BlogPost:134152007-03-26T21:51:48.000ZElaineVietshttps://crimespace.ning.com/profile/Elaine905
<p><font size="2">There's nothing scarier for an author than getting this e-mail from your agent:</font></p>
<p><font size="2">"PW is going to review your book Monday, March 26."</font></p>
<p><font size="2">It is Friday, March 23, and I know I am in for the longest weekend of my life.</font></p>
<p><font size="2">I e-mail back my agent,</font> <font size="2">"Gulp. If it's good, do they tell you in advance?"</font></p>
<div>He e-mails me, "Good or bad, you wait."</div>
<div>So I wait, telling…</div>
<p><font size="2">There's nothing scarier for an author than getting this e-mail from your agent:</font></p>
<p><font size="2">"PW is going to review your book Monday, March 26."</font></p>
<p><font size="2">It is Friday, March 23, and I know I am in for the longest weekend of my life.</font></p>
<p><font size="2">I e-mail back my agent,</font> <font size="2">"Gulp. If it's good, do they tell you in advance?"</font></p>
<div>He e-mails me, "Good or bad, you wait."</div>
<div>So I wait, telling myself there's no reason to worry. It's going to be fine. And even if PW hates it, I'm past the stage where one bad review can hurt me.</div>
<div>I remain calm, cool and adult. I go back to my work. Life will go on.</div>
<div>It does, too. Except that every five minutes, I ask my husband, "Do you think they'll like the book?"</div>
<div>"What's not to like?" he says.</div>
<div>I can think of lots of things.</div>
<div>"It will be fine," he says.</div>
<div>"You're sure?"</div>
<div>"Of course I'm sure."</div>
<div>That keeps me quiet for at least five more minutes, until I ask him again.</div>
<div>Monday morning finally rolls around. I hear a loud silence.</div>
<div>"PW hated the book," I e-mail my agent. "It's so awful everyone is afraid to say anything."</div>
<div>"Publishers don't get their copies until Tuesday or Wednesday," he e-mails back. "It will be fine."</div>
<div>"You're sure?"</div>
<div>"Of course I'm sure."</div>
<div>At three p.m. today my agent called. "I have a copy. I will read it to you now."</div>
<div>He did.</div>
<div>They liked it.<br/></div>