My Agent Says I Need A Platform....
I'm new to the writing world. I am seeking to have my first manuscript published. I am called a"newbie." I wear the name with pride along with a boatload of newbies I've met on writers' lists, in blogs and websites. We are clueless, eager writers who want to learn as much as possible while avoiding the complete humiliation that lurks around every corner. We blog and ask a million questions. We subject ourselves to Miss Snark's wrath and her cluegun, Lit Agent X's query killing reviews, Backspace's backlash and myriad other writerly forums (fora?) to become better writers and marketers of our work. We swill gin for inspiration. The delete button is our friend. "THAT", adverbs, "WHICH, strike fear in our hearts. We learn the rules. We hear the rules have changed. We re-learn the rules.
WE DON'T GIVE UP.
And many of us, who write in a certain genre called "chick lit" wear kick-ass shoes like the pair that arrived at my front door yesterday.
Someone tell Eric I now have a platform. A pair at that.