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Book Of Love

 

As my mother studiously wrote on the back, this little gem is from 1972. Look at me with that natural curl. And I wasn't even wearing any mousse! 

Some of you have kindly asked how "The Book" is going. Easter eggs aside, I'm on the hunt for a literary agent for my finished manuscript. (Well, is it ever finished?) Seems like I've got a pretty darn good pitch, or "query letter" as they call it in the biz. So far, I've received 11 responses out of 25 pitches. Not bad since agents get hundreds of pitches a year, and they don't owe me a thing. 

Nice replies usually, but nothing solid yet because of their current workload of projects, or my story just isn't right for them. More than one has mentioned that memoirs have been difficult to sell to publishers lately. Ruh-roh. Maybe I'll turn it into a comic book. 

So if you haven't already, my Easter request to you dear reader is to sign up here for future installments of "Little Brett, Big City" to come directly to your email box. I'm trying to show agents I have a huge, supportive community. You can use your spam account. I won't know. 

Thank you all for your encouragement and your positive energy. Wishing you a safe and healthy Spring full of reunions and fun! 




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