I’ve been hunting for an agent this afternoon….

And as usual, ended up screaming and wanting to throw the computer across the room.

So, in light of my frustration, I give you an homage to Thomas Hood’s November. Dedicated to anyone who is as frustrated as me right now. What do they want? BLOOD? I’LL GIVE THEM BLOOD!!!! Drips for them…

No Agent

No phone – no email!

No SAE – no return –

No porn – no discs – no unsolicited MSS.

No fax, no picture books, no reading fee,

No contacting once submitted for 3 months.

No plays, no scripts, no children’s fiction,

No poetry, no romance, no short stories! –

No Agent!!!

*wanders off feeling a little better*

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