Every year or two I do another blurb post, yes? Trick is, I want to pay back into the system that’s helped me, but I also, you know, have such limited time and bandwidth, and of course, like all of us, I have to carve out time just to read stuff I’ve been planning to read, to be part of the world. I’ve tried so many mechanisms and policies and workarounds to juggle blurbs, all of which fail. The most recent blurb-post is here, which links to the one before, which may link to the one before that, not sure. And they may all be saying some version of this, I already can’t remember.
Anyway, what I’ve been doing the last . . . ten months, maybe? What I’ve been doing is, instead of explaining to askers-after-blurbs (writers, agents, editors) is saying “Maybe.” Because? I honestly don’t know. I could get snowed into an airport for sixteen hours, and fall into a book I wasn’t even planning on. Happens all the time. So, nowadays, except for when I can definitely see that the next few months are bleak, time-wise, I’ll usually say “Maybe,” put the EPUB (please, please, EPUBs?) on my device, and . . . maybe? Hopefully?
But, too, if it does work out, I’ll let you or whoever know. No need for nudging. Nudging’s always awkward for everyone, and so far it’s never actually made anyone do the blurb, so far as I know.
And, too, going through my lit agent (she’s in one of the menus above, the . . . the “About” one, I think?) is always the way to go. My inbox is so ridiculous these days that I hardly even answer the pressing stuff from people who are my bosses, so the chances of my opening an email from someone I haven’t been in contact with are sadly low. But I always answer her emails.
Anyway, will close with this amazingness:
