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I am not at all proud of what I am about to confess in this post, but please, for those of you who take the time to read this over, understand that all of this is coming from a rather immature place, a place of youth and inexperience and angst. I am eighteen, barely reaching over into the horizon of adulthood and beyond the "you just don't get me man" stage, and I imagine that many of you reading this are likely a couple years older and wiser than I am. If not, great, maybe some of you have felt this way as well then.
I have a horrible attitude when it comes to agents. I know this sounds like a rather silly non-problem, but believe me, it is sincere. I have a full manuscript and have edited the socks off of it multiple times but I am yet to submit to anyone for two major reasons. For one, rejection terrifies me. I spent so long on that thing I'm not sure how to handle the rejection, but I know that inevitably I will be rejected and I will have to deal with it, it's just one of those things that's inevitable but you try to put off for a while because you know it will hurt. For another, and this is the part I am truly ashamed to admit, I don't feel a mutual respect towards agents. I have this ridiculous, more than likely straw man and unfair image in my head of a bunch of agents sitting around at starbucks or wherever privileged people go these days laughing at how awful people's submissions are and sending smugly pseudo-polite rejection letters back. Again, I understand that this is unfair, immature, and not reality, but it seems so weird to me that someone's entire life is built around judging other people's work. With critics, at least reviews take thought and effort to create.
I know that I can't go on having this attitude towards agents. They are a necessary part of the publishing process, and everything I've read has lead me to believe that "self-publishing" means spending the rest of your life trying to be a walking commercial and advertising yourself to garner and audience because no one will hire you.
Please don't be put off by my skewed view on reality. One, I tend to be an extremely cynical person because it's better to be pleasantly surprised than disappointed in people, and two, as I have stated before, I am young and immature. Please prove me wrong. Tell me that agents aren't just some necessary evil and that kissing the ground that Satan walks on isn't what it takes to be a writer. What would this post look like from the perspective of an agent? What would their side of the story be, and what fulfillment do they get out of a line of work that mostly consists of judging others? Thank you for your time
I have a horrible attitude when it comes to agents. I know this sounds like a rather silly non-problem, but believe me, it is sincere. I have a full manuscript and have edited the socks off of it multiple times but I am yet to submit to anyone for two major reasons. For one, rejection terrifies me. I spent so long on that thing I'm not sure how to handle the rejection, but I know that inevitably I will be rejected and I will have to deal with it, it's just one of those things that's inevitable but you try to put off for a while because you know it will hurt. For another, and this is the part I am truly ashamed to admit, I don't feel a mutual respect towards agents. I have this ridiculous, more than likely straw man and unfair image in my head of a bunch of agents sitting around at starbucks or wherever privileged people go these days laughing at how awful people's submissions are and sending smugly pseudo-polite rejection letters back. Again, I understand that this is unfair, immature, and not reality, but it seems so weird to me that someone's entire life is built around judging other people's work. With critics, at least reviews take thought and effort to create.
I know that I can't go on having this attitude towards agents. They are a necessary part of the publishing process, and everything I've read has lead me to believe that "self-publishing" means spending the rest of your life trying to be a walking commercial and advertising yourself to garner and audience because no one will hire you.
Please don't be put off by my skewed view on reality. One, I tend to be an extremely cynical person because it's better to be pleasantly surprised than disappointed in people, and two, as I have stated before, I am young and immature. Please prove me wrong. Tell me that agents aren't just some necessary evil and that kissing the ground that Satan walks on isn't what it takes to be a writer. What would this post look like from the perspective of an agent? What would their side of the story be, and what fulfillment do they get out of a line of work that mostly consists of judging others? Thank you for your time