I spent the past three days in Austin, Texas. Much of that time was at an annual retreat for clients of the Erin Murphy Literary Agency.
I suspect we EMLA folk are unique in our unbridled love for each other. Professional jealousy can be a difficult problem for writers. But somehow, within that EMLA circle, it is pure love and support and genuine excitement about the success of our agency mates. Which I know sounds fake. But it isn’t.
EMLA, I realized on the way home, is the George and Martha of literary agencies.
I am in literary awe (jealousy’s close cousin) of the unfailing respect George and Martha share. They might prank each other (and here, Ruth Barshaw, I’m thinking of you), but their love is always apparent and abundant. To say nothing of the spiffy way they accessorize.
George and Martha support and encourage each other. And perhaps because they are hippos, it’s not too sweet. It’s just right.
So fellow EMLA hippos, I thank you. And to all writers, find those who will support you. And if they know how to make a quail dance, all the better.