That’s what the literary agent who phoned me this afternoon said. He’d thoroughly enjoyed reading my opening chapters, and could he see the rest, please?
Hmm, let me think about that for a moment…
I carry a USB memory stick with my ms on it. All the time. Yes, I am that sad. Naturally I emailed the whole kaboodle off to the agent so fast I think his head’s still spinning.
He’s going on holiday on Friday, and said he’d try to read it all by then and get back to me, or failing that when he returns mid-September.
Colour me chuffed.
