I feel sorry for my agent Bri, being on vacation when an event so horrible errupts that you must interrupt your bliss to tune in on the news. I happened to be in Positano, Italy when the Columbine disaster happened and remember dreading the news but feeling obligated to stay updated. Adding to that quandry, Bri is in the Caribbean, which much feel strange.. to know that besieged Haiti shores occupy the same sea as her chosen island paradise.
Knowing how hard she works, I hope she is thinking about little other than the gentle waves breaking on her pedicured toes. I do have to admit, however, my nagging need to obsess about the fate of my manuscript creeps in from time to time. Specifically, I wonder about her e-mail account & wonder what would happen if an e-mail about my manuscript came in while she is gone. Is someone looking them over in case an acceptance letter from an editor is gathering dust in her in-box? Can someone else reply if one does come in? Do I sound self-centered?
Tomorrow she comes back and no matter how hard I try, I will not be able to resist checking my e-mail every two seconds all day long. Dusty acceptance letter, take heart: we will get you, we will reply, and most importantly, we love you…









