Well, I was going to completely ignore The Hills today just to show that a) I am so not obsessed with a show that demonstrates to everyone that I have — at best — questionable taste in television, and b) so I wouldn’t risk losing readers who are here to learn more about, you know, publishing.
But Justin Bobby. Justin Bobby!! He leaves me no choice. I am now utterly convinced that a crazy homeless person who spent the last two years stowed away on a smuggling ship that ran drugs across the Pacific (how else to explain his hair and, uh, personality) has now stumbled his way onto The Hills. Meanwhile, Audrina vetted Justin Bobby in a meeting with noted relationship expert Lauren Conrad that went something like this:
Lauren: So, hi.
It only got more awkward from there, culminating in a conversation with Audrina about why they should be more than friends that included this classic turn of phrase from JB: “Truth and time tells all.” Yes. Yes indeed. Audrina nodded like she had just heard a speech from the Dalai Lama.
Justin Bobby’s antics left me *this close* to being over Spencer’s transfixing craziness… until Spencer topped his own level of hilarity at the end of the episode. You see, Heidi started painting over his beloved graffitied “Hollywood” on their living room wall, and when Spencer came home he looked like Heidi had smashed his homeboy phone, took away his trust fund, put his jellyfish in a blender and kicked him where it hurts AT THE SAME TIME. I have never seen someone on TV look so sad.
Anyway, next week I will completely show I am over The Hills and don’t need to blog about it at all. I hope.
Well, in actual publishing related blog-related… stuff, I seem to have developed a reputation for being a slush pile killjoy. I think this is due in part to the fact that my post on how to find a literary agent (which was written March 28, 2006 — it was a totally different year!) states that I have only taken on two clients via the slush pile. Hey, that number has since risen to, uh, three (with a few more potentials on top of that), BUT STILL.
The reality is that most agents do not find the bulk of their clients through the slush pile. They find them through referrals, by people they have actively pursued after becoming familiar with their work, and by people they meet at conferences, literary events or at parties. It’s worth stressing again that your #1 method for finding an agent should first be to mine your personal connections and to try and not be in the slush pile. The slush pile is a last resort — it’s one that works very occasionally, but it’s not the avenue with the best odds.
But this doesn’t mean I am anti-slush pile. I am very pro-slush pile. I put a whole lot of time into the slush pile, and I still remain hopeful that the next big thing is going to come through my slush pile, which is why I am more out there on the Internet than most agents. I am, however, very selective, and the numbers bear that out.
Well. I’m selective when it comes to queries. TV is another story.
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