I was in the tea aisle at Tescos, deliberating between own-brand and posh loose leaf tea, when my phone pinged. One of the agents that I submitted Dogs of London to on Friday requested a full manuscript.
So now it's in the lap of the... whatever kind of cosmic lap that agent subjectivity falls into.
I bought a pack of doughnuts, to celebrate.
So now it's in the lap of the... whatever kind of cosmic lap that agent subjectivity falls into.
I bought a pack of doughnuts, to celebrate.