My first rant

Trying to land a literary agent is like trying to guess the ethnicity of the phone operators of Charter customer care. Nearly impossible if you ask me.

Okay, there’s a slim chance that my book isn’t as great as I think it is. Well, I use the word ‘great’ quite liberally. I don’t think my book is great. It’s YA paranormal romance. It’s okay. Good even. But great? No. Dan Brown is great. I’m not naïve enough to consider myself on that level.

So what am I bitching about? Books like Blue Bloods (Melissa de la Cruz) and Shatter me (Tahereh Mafi) that truly shame the written word. If these books made it through a lit agent to an editor and impressed a publisher, then a novel written with a crayon on a piece of cardboard by a toddler should be a shoe in.