Two years ago today, The Agent was shopping the Toby Daye books, trying to find just the right house for my debut series. I mean, really, we knew what Just The Right House was: DAW Books. It was the very first publisher we'd been in contact with, after being referred there by one of their existing authors. They had exactly the right sort of atmosphere, and they'd published a lot of books I've really loved. I wanted to work with these people. All I could do was hope that they wanted to work with me.
Two years ago today, my phone rang. Caller ID said that it was The Agent—that's actually what her number is saved as in my phone book, because I am sometimes a little bit bizarre about such things—so I excused myself to take the call.
The Agent said three words to me. "We got DAW."
This was followed by a lot of other information about contracts and money and publishing schedules and blah blah blah fishcakes, because I had really checked out completely. Out of the conversation, out of body, out to lunch, buh-bye. I made all the appropriate noises of assent, and managed to sound like I wasn't crying, because years of fake-it-til-you-make-it has made me really, really good at that sort of thing. (Severe back injury plus chronic pain issues plus "suck it up" equals I can sound perky and happy about my situation while being consumed from the toes up by a giant snake. It's awesome. Also sort of bad, because my automatic response to trauma is frequently "gosh, what fun.")
Eventually, the call ended. I went outside. I called Vixy. I made horrible shrieky bat-noises, causing dogs all around San Francisco to bark themselves hoarse, run in circles, and slam into trees. Pigeons lost the ability to fly and splattered down on the pavement like really disturbing rain. Vixy, upon determining that I was shrieky with joy, not distress, made suitable noises until I calmed down enough to tell her what was going on. Then she started shrieking, too. It was a shrieky day.
Two years ago today, I sold the first three Toby books. Today, I have three framed cover illustrations on my living room walls, and five framed covers hanging scattered through the rest of my house. I have books on the shelf with my name on them, and published reviews in places like Locus and the Onion A.V. Club. I have a contract for two more Toby books after those first three, and my fingers crossed for more after that.
Two years ago today.
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And many more such joyful days to you!
AngelVixen :-)
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*Giacchino STING*
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If my mother-in-law hadn't lied to me about Stephen King liking my manuscript, I would have made those same shrieky sounds. Maybe I would have rid the neighborhood of squirrels!
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*massive hugs*
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I am a bad fan. I still haven't finished R & R yet.
But your CDs are on heavy rotation on my computer, so hopefully that makes up for it.
But I'm really looking forward to Feed. (I'm more of a zombie guy than a fae guy, anyway.)
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*breaks out the confetti and champagne, pours a toast to the hostess with the mostest* Please no guacamole.
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To tell you the truth, I wasn't too sure about Feed as I'm not really into Zombies and horror and such. But you wrote it in a way that was intelligent and interesting. I cried quite a bit while listening to it and now must get a print copy so I can get all the bits I missed.
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I am so lucky to be working with the people I work with. It's such a joy, and I get to do what I love most at the same time.
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