So you’ve probably heard that I have an agent. Except it’s not quite official until I sign the contract. We were out of town over Thanksgiving so I figured the contract would be in that stack of held mail. I pawed through waaaay too many holiday catalogs and found . . . no contract.
The next day I came home from work eager to check the mail . . . no contract. (Thank goodness Wendy blogged about offering representation, otherwise I would have been experiencing some angst. Well, more angst.) It’s amazing how, after waiting five years, one more day seemed like forever.
The next day I came home knowing the contract would be awaiting me. I asked my husband about his day at work and tried to listen as I sifted through the day’s mail. No contract. I may have made a sound that attracted attention.
“Who’s it coming from?” my husband asked.
“Books & Such.”
“Oh, you mean in an envelope like this?” He produced the envelope from beneath his Bible.
And then we laughed and hugged and had a lovely dinner and he took my picture as I signed the contract (that’s him in the photo on my desk). Et voila. I really do have an agent.
Meet Sarah
Thank you for sharing this wonderful photo, Sarah. I’m so happy for you! Being patient and waiting for things to happen in His time is often hard, but look at the payoff ~ well done!
I know–it’s always worth the wait. Just sometimes hard to remember that in the midst of . . . waiting!
So exciting! AGH, those interminable waits! Look how neat your desk is!
LOL, Heather. I was thinking the same thing…..I guess that’s the designated contract signing desk and she writes elsewhere. 🙂
Oh, I love that. Designated contract signing desk. As a matter of fact, I do write elsewhere–the kitchen table. My desk is lovely, but it feels too far away. Maybe once I have actual deadlines I’ll need that separation!
What fun! And I love that runner on your desk! 🙂
So do I! It’s Irish linen. I have a matching one on my desk at work. One of my dad’s auction finds . . .
I have no idea how I missed your agent announcement, but OH MY GOODNESS! Congratulations! We’re agency mates now. How fun!
Because no agency can have too many Sarahs!