I’m searching for an agent to represent my next novel, Blood Diamonds of the Lost Bazaar. The writing business is so brutal these days, that I’m looking for Agent-someone to help me. So, yesterday I queried 18–none from New York, deciding to query those agents in the next agent marathon. (I don’t know why I did it that way; maybe it’s a weird sort of psychotic grouping) Anyway, I spent several hours drafting the query letter, gathering agent addresses from Novel and Short Story Markets, addressing envelopes, etc. I needed to be writing, but here I was draining energy and time and spending a fortune in copies and postage–just to query. Ach!