Monday morning I arrived home from the grocery store at 9:06. My phone was upstairs charging, and I felt calm and in control. Then I looked at the clock again, remembered that Marlene lives in Florida which is an hour ahead of me in the Midwest, and ran upstairs.
Yeah…. two missed phone calls.
I had an agent who wanted to talk representation, and I missed her phone calls. Not so professional.
This would have been a good place to break down and cry about lost hopes and dreams, but I like my Happily Ever Afters darn it and I was going for it. So I called back. And Marlene answered. And we laughed over the silly mistake. And we talked for two hours. And, well….
I am now officially represented by the fabulous, patient, and talented Marlene Stringer of Stringer Lit!!!