I Should Never Be Let Out of My Cage

Yikes. I'm a HORRIBLE web designer. It's a darn good thing Mike was there to save me.

Okay, so the website is up and looking fabulous (but for the little blue line under "Home" that I can't seem to get rid of). Over the next few days, I'll get another pic for my bio or the front page...can't have them matching. It seriously makes my eyes cross. Might just be a Virgo thing.

But the incredibly cool thing is that now I can direct people to HeatherBrewer.com. Doesn't that just roll off the tongue? HeatherBrewer.com rolls off my tongue, for sure. Say it with me, minions...HeatherBrewer.com. (I know, I know...you're asking yourself, "Geez, how many times can she say HeatherBrewer.com?" The answer, of course, is "countless".)

I decided to send out query letters for Eighth Grade Bites. And man, oh man, am I glad I did. Within the first 45 minutes of querying, I had a request for a partial and a request for a full. Couple that with the partial request I had before I even finished writing Eighth Grade Bites and you can imagine my excitement. I was twitching with glee.

Then, last night, a dear, wonderful, incredibly talented friend of mine offers to mention to one of the top agents on my list (because they're chummy, which rocks!) that a friend of hers (that would be me...are you keeping up, minions?) has written a fabulous new book and the agent should keep an eye out for my query. So of course, I humbly say, "That would be nice." (Well, I actually squealed with delight and begged her to do it) She does and says such wonderful things about Vlad and me that we almost cry. This morning, I get an email from the agent, asking to see a partial. Woohoo!

So...three days of querying, three partials requested, one full requested, zero rejections thus far.

It's a good week. Pass the AB Negative.