I will attend a conference this weekend. My first in a year. And for the first time, I will have a consultation with an agent. Yikes! What to say, what to bring, what to wear. I know, I know. That last isn’t so important. But it is one of the many questions dive-bombing my brain.
Tzohar will finally have an audience. Of course, not having done this before, I can’t help but dream of the agent hearing my synopsis and first page and signing me on the spot. I realize that is unrealistic. But a girl’s gotta dream, right?