First thing this morning, I got an offer from an agent. She read TWO of my novels over the weekend and said she'd JUST finished one and it made her cry. I made someone cry! She was lovely and wonderful and very in step with how I envision my career (Did I just say career? Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!!)
I have an appointment to talk to an agent tonight. I have to do this again. How on earth am I ever going to choose? How did I get to this point?
I'm not wearing green so somebody, PINCH me.