New York was absolutely excellent, and also full of shoes. It was the first time I’d ever gone by myself, so I felt particularly sophisticated and adventuresome.
I stayed at a Very Art Deco Hotel by Washington Square and successfully kept various appointments, saw two of my cousins, and got myself taxis.
On Tuesday, I went to Penguin, where I met my agent, the inimitable Sarah Davies, before going up to the Razorbill offices and encountering a whole contingent of marketing and publicity people. I simply can’t do justice to their patience or their friendliness (I was pretty discombobulated by the whole situation). They were all warm and articulate, and I think I mostly sounded like, um . . .
Then we had a meeting, where lots of timelines and other practicalities were discussed, and I got approval for Book Two (yay!). However, my hands-down favorite part was when Ben Schrank, the Razorbill publisher, drew cover concepts for THE REPLACEMENT on the whiteboard. I can’t talk about any of the drawings. I mean, there’s not even an official motif to be top-secret about yet. But the experience was extremely exhilarating, and I’m so excited to see how it will turn out!
I had lunch with Sarah and my editor, Lexa, who is fantastic in too many ways to count, but particularly because when I was revising THE REPLACEMENT, she kept encouraging me to add more—more kissing, more angsting, more doom and disaster and redemption, and something on fire. And also because she has promised to send me an ARC of Angela Morrison’s second novel Sing Me to Sleep! (I was quietly enthralled by Taken by Storm.)
The next morning, I breakfasted with Sarah, and met Allison the Foreign Rights Agent, who is both adorable and highly knowledgeable. She lives in New York and told me lots of nice places to shop, which helped later when I went wandering around SoHo. It was like a scavenger hunt—I meandered back and forth, referring to the list of addresses Allison had given me, feeling an excessive degree of triumph each time I located one, and occasionally stopping to wrap my blisters with strips of kleenex, which is an age-old soccer trick.
Then I bought some shoes, hailed a taxi by waving my arm and looking very assertive, caught my plane, and now . . . I’m home.
Where are the pictures??? I can’t wait to see the shoes :)
I fail at remembering to bring the camera, but Sarah got some pictures of us at breakfast, so if she posts any, I’ll snag them and re-post here!
As for the shoes, they will come visit you next week :)
Now that’s what I’d call a fun day in the big city.
I don’t know that I’d survive living there, but I love going to NYC! And it was especially gratifying to have a reason :)
Sounds like great fun. I am envious.
It was great–I’m only just now realizing that it actually happened . . .
Hi Brenna. Its great that everything worked out. Book two!! I’m dreaming about all this cool writing news, thanks for the inspiration. Talk soon.
Everything went so smoothly, I had to fight the impulse to write it off as a daydream!
It all sounds brilliantly exciting :)
You hailed a cab!!
:D You have no idea how pleased I was with myself! I have to admit, it was probably disproportionate . . .
What kind of shoes?
Why, I’m glad you asked, because I am nothing if not obsessed with shoes ;) These babies here, but in a reversed color scheme. I coveted them for months, waiting for them to go on sale, and when I saw them on clearance in the window, I knew it was my moment!
Currently, THE REPLACEMENT has sold in the US and the UK, but I’m about to go on foreign rights submission, which could encompass a lot of places, so we’ll see what happens. I’ll be keeping my fingers crossed :D
This is brilliant. I am excited by extension.
I am excited by extension.
This works out, since I am way too excited to handle it all on my own :D