I was all set to do a real live blog post today when, for reasons known only to PG&E, tech support, and the Internet gods, my web connection went out for most of the day and thus I am now aggressively clearing out my Inbox. Hellooooo Monday!
So instead of a blog post in which I solve the global warming issue while mediating the Spencer/Heidi and Lauren Conrad feud with one hand tied around my back, I’m afraid I’ll have to, well, quickly complain about something and call it a blog post.
And here I had such high hopes for the day…
Anyway, individuals I do not know have lately thought it a good idea to add me to their e-mail announcement lists, and so I am very regularly receiving e-mails about articles appearing in magazines and am basically updated whenever these individuals breathe in the direction of an online lit journal.
People. Look. My Inbox sees more action than a fish at a polar bear convention. I don’t need any more e-mails than I already receive.
If I know you, yes, absolutely, I want to hear about what you’re up to, send those announcements along and I appreciate it. If, however, you’re adding agents to your spam I mean mailing list willy-nilly, just remember this: no one has ever spammed their way to representation.
Also, if you’re thinking of calling an agent, Jonathan Lyons has some thoughts for you.
Enjoy the Monday and back tomorrow with, well, something I hope!