December already. We’re at the tail-end of this year and my thoughts are not as much on the impending holiday mayhem as on finding an agent. Queries are being written instead of gift lists. Wishing on those first stars in the clear night skies that there will be a bit of magic–along with all the other necessities of a manuscript–in the interactions between my words and the potential agents who read them.
In the meantime, it’s time to dig out the sparkly lights.