I mentioned last month at some point (and of course I can’t find the post now) that I had had some bad news in my writing life, but that I couldn’t share it yet because it wasn’t being made public.
That bad news was that my agent, Karen Klockner of Transatlantic Literary Agency, was going back to being an editor. And last week, the news was finally public, so I can now be depressed publicly.
She’s part of the new namelos consortium headed up by Stephen Roxburgh, which was announced in Publishers Weekly last week. It describes itself as kind of like a freelance editorial imprint. It won’t distribute children’s books–it must hook up with publishers to do that. But it can do everything else. I’m sure Karen will fare wonderfully there, and I think she’s getting back to what she really love–hands-on editing. Karen was an editor at Orchard and at Little, Brown long before she was an agent. She’s gracious and committed and lovely to work with…
OK, seriously. I’m glad for Karen that she’s finding a way to get back to what she truly loves. I really am. I wish that for everybody, because life is so much more wonderful when your job is one you’re passionate about.
But I’m going to miss working with her as my agent. I’ve been lucky enough to be invited to stay with the agency, so I’m not agentless. But I haven’t made the transition yet and I’m just anxious over the whole thing. But I’m grateful that they’re going to continue representing me, and I guess we’ll just give it a try with gusto and see if it all works out.
Fingers crossed, please!