“This book was funny and filled with details that really made these stories come alive. Smart, intelligent, and hilarious collection of essays. Also, I learned a lot about vaginas.”
No, I didn’t go and publish a book without telling you. I spent most of yesterday doing research on what other memoirs are out there, and I stumbled upon that review for this book. A girl can but dream of receiving such a kick ass review.
But my dear Interwebz, things are looking really promising!
Who has two thumbs, a uterus that doubles as a sack full of elbows, and a…wait for it….LITERARY AGENT?!?!?!
I’m so excited I could piddle. Granted, that sensation may be due to the fact that Captain Elbows keeps confusing my bladder with a Hippity Hop, but I’m pretty sure I’m that excited, too.
I’m signing with The Folio Literary Agency, specifically with a brilliant gal by the name of Shawna Morey. And I’m not just saying she’s brilliant because she described my book as “extraordinary.” (But it doesn’t hurt. At all.) I’ve actually worked with her in the past – back when we were both much younger and spent a whole mess of time at Don Hill’s -so I know how smart she is…and how dedicated…and I’m just so stoked to have her on my side…and did I mention I’m excited?
*attempts to bend in half to lower head between knees and breathe evenly but is thwarted by giant, pointy watermelon someone smuggled into uterus, reaches for paper bag instead*
So now is the part where I start whoring about. I still need a publisher, see? And while that’s mostly Shawna’s gig, I want to make it as easy and juicy for her as humanly possible. So I was hoping maybe you guys would help me out a little?
I’ve made a Facebook Fan page for Lymphomania. Would you mind clicking on over and giving it a “like” so potential publishers can see what I already know with every fiber of my being – my readers are latex-wearing-pony-humping-freakazoids and beyond awesome?
I suppose you can lick it, too, if that’s what you’re into. Lord knows I’m not one to judge. Just clean the screen afterwards.
You know. I always have a hard time with words that are wicked similar like that – lick and like, scan and scam, fetch and feltch. I switch them all the time. It can get pretty messy.
If you’re feeling SUPER supportive, you go right ahead and tweet/post/scream/tattoo on your forehead about the book. I won’t stop you. There will probably even be more licking involved.
I can’t help but be a little floored by how lucky I am with the timing of all this. Hopefully Shawna and I can put together a solid proposal before THE OVERLORD blows my bits out and then she can work at landing a publishing deal while Rocco and I are elbow deep in liquid feces! Oh the glamor of it all!
So cross your fingers. Sorry in advance for all the slutting I’m about to do. And thanks for everything. You guys seriously rock my face off.