I just heard from an agent who wants to see my manuscript. Kinda good news, but I've heard it before. We'll see. After taking a look at the first 50 pages, she compared me to Armistead Maupin, the San Francisco fiction writer with a successful series on depicting how people's lives and careers cross and connect (Tales in the City). Or maybe the agent seems to think I'm gay. Oh well.
I'd like to believe I can have my own novel series. At this rate, I can publish one book every 20 years. I'll be the Armistead Maupin for Portland, but with fewer books. Maybe this will be awesome. I don't know.
