Written

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

I'm about to really get to work now, for the next several hours, I hope. I've settled in at White Rock, which so far is pretty good, as far as free wifi, plenty of outlets, fairly quiet, friendly staff, good Americano (served in a glass; too weird). The coffee cake has too much crumbly on top, which I hadn't realized was even possible. Oh, and one other negative: outside, one-hour parking. No meters, though, so I don't see how anyone would have any idea how long I was sitting there.

Simply Red just came up on my iTunes. I'm laughing. Probably I look crazy.

So anyway, I came in here to the blog to mention two things:

1. YA MS the First is now, I think, finished, which is to say that the major (though fairly easy) changes discussed with Aforementioned Editor have been implemented, including the creation of a new epilogue. I've decided the melodrama and pretentiousness of the new copy is allowable and even desirable because the narrator in that section is a college student. Makes sense, right? I mean, you should see my journals from when I was in college. Lord forgive me for that crap. But it served it's purpose, which was to purge myself of the drive to imitate everyone from Sam Beckett ("Oh boy") to Franz Kafka.

2. Some of what I wrote last night (if you follow my twitter) was incoherent crap and has been replaced, so my announcement last night was premature. But this one, I think, is not.

Either they're having a celebrity-lookalike contest in here, or Ted Danson and Kevin Kline are hanging out here. Maybe neither, actually. But eerie.

iTunes update: Ah, the Foundations, "Baby Now That I've Found You." This is a goddamn song. (It's also one of the two songs that makes Harry bark when I sing it.)

Oh! One more thing: I've decided, after speaking with some more experienced friends, to seek an agent. I am hoping this will not be difficult, given some aspects of my current situation, and have therefore sent out several query letters.

It just gets harder and harder to sleep through the night, for serious.

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Be careful with the 1-hour parking. Usually, they go around and make note of the license plates, then check back an hour later to see if you're still there. But that also means you can't just move to another nearby spot, since the plates aren't necessary in order. A friend of mine got a ticket that way.

February 18, 2009 at 2:19 PM
Steve Brezenoff said...

Aw, that's weak sauce! Thanks for the warning, though. I'll keep on top of it.

February 18, 2009 at 2:21 PM
Micol Ostow said...

I'm looking forward to hearing who you ending up signing with (agent-wise, I mean).

February 18, 2009 at 2:21 PM
Steve Brezenoff said...

Oh, I'm sure to be shouting it from the rooftops when it's settled!

February 18, 2009 at 2:25 PM

Interesting. So you've been working and publishing all this time without an agent? It looks like you have a pretty good stable of published work.


I apologize if the answer is somewhere in your older posts. I looked around a bit but didn't find it.

Agentquery.com is a good place to start.

February 19, 2009 at 9:54 AM
Steve Brezenoff said...

Hi, Prince. Thanks for stopping by.

Right, I have about two dozen titles in print. Thing is, those were all contracted freelance jobs, essentially. That is, royalty free, unhaggleable stuff. I know the contract and due dates backwards and forwards, and am entering my third year writing those titles for the same company.

My work, as far as contracts and other niceties, is about to get a little trickier, it appears. So an agent is finally in order.

February 19, 2009 at 6:26 PM

Ah, I see. Yes, you will definitely need someone on your side giving you the best advice.

Good luck with the agent search, Steve.

February 20, 2009 at 11:26 AM