Mining for the Zen

The almost agent bubble has burst.

I use the bubble metaphor a lot when I talk about publishing. It's the perfect analogy. Everyone talks to you in terms of shininess and promise, but until you have something like a contract in your hand, the bubble is a shiny, fragile thing. If you try to grasp it before things are ready, the bubble pops, and all you're left with is pretty much nothing. Well, glycerol. Which isn't much unless you're under the right circumstances.

The Almost Agent passed on Old Nick.

You won't find vitriol under here. Nor will you find unbridled optimism.

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