On the lighter side–here’s something I meant to mention in my last installment: A few weeks ago,
was in town, as he is wont to do. After dinner one night, a group of us spent some time tooling about in an attempt to spot his new novel Mainspring in the wild. We tried a nearby Borders. Still on order. We went across the street to a Barnes & Noble. No joy, but another location had two copies in stock. So Jay and I rode out to said location and secured them.
On the way back, he and I got to talking about Petra. And he asked me to pitch it to him.
I had a decent logline ready for it, but I just kinda extemporized the rest. And it showed. And Jay so advised me. (He also gave some wise and helpful tips, for which I’m grateful. Thanks, Jay!) He pointed out that you never know when you’ll be asked to pitch. And I’m here to tell ya, he was dead right. The last time I’d pitched a novel, I was strolling with an editor through Greenwich Village at 2 a.m. on a Halloween night.
So, yeah. You really never know when you’ll be asked to pitch. Best be ready for it.
And with that, I believe my work here is done.