Dept. of "What a Pain in the Ass"

[scarlettina]

There is little so disconcerting, when attempting to prepare for an interview, than to discover that -- without your realizing it -- a cat has been in the closet and decided that one of your favorite skirts is his favorite skirt. I'm not talking about fur everywhere, though that is a problem. I'm talking about pulled threads all along one side of

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[autojim]

There are solutions to The Cat Problem.

Heh. Heh. Heh.

[scarlettina]

Evil, evil man.

[autojim]

:)

[oldmangrumpus]

If the weather were cooler I'd suggest you just wear Spanky - like he was some sort of exotic arctic fox muffler or ruff (lord knows he's big enough).

[scarlettina]

:: chuckle :: Like he'd ever stand for that.

[frabjouslinz]

I hate that.

Good luck with the interview!

[twilight2000]

Hope the interview went smashingly!!!

[scarlettina]

It was mainly me pitching myself to my new rep at Filter now that my regular person is on maternity leave. I actually am feeling good about it in the aftermath. I think he may be willing to pitch me a little harder and a little more broadly than my usual person does. We'll see.

[autojim]

An, yes the pimp pitch.

[scarlettina]

A girl's got to do what a girl's got to do. :-)

I am put in mind of an incident years ago, when I was still at Bantam Books. I inherited several authors from an editor who left the company. The agent of one of said authors took me to lunch, handed me a box of Godiva chocolates (a device which was not only related to the novel in question but was a really nice way to get my attention), and pitched the author to me as if we hadn't already purchased the book. He got me invested in her and the novel (which, it turned out, was very good indeed). It made a huge difference to how I managed her as her editor. No reason to think that doing something similar for myself wouldn't make the same kind of difference. After all, no one's got my best interests in mind more than I do myself.