Hey, Pamie: “How Do I Get a Literary Agent?” and more letters of writer frustration.

We’re on Day Gross of me sitting in my pajamas as I plow through this to-do list of work. Most of the projects I have sitting in front of me I’m not allowed to talk about yet.

Whenever I say something like that I feel like I’m working on exposing some shady corporation or I’m waiting to announce that I’m having Justin Timberlake’s baby (I promise to tell you AS SOON AS THIS HAPPENS). The truth is more about how long it takes to make things like contracts and working for big companies who make...