11 September 2017
Ten years ago, while sitting at my computer in my sparsely furnished office, I sent my first email to a literary agent. The message included a query letter-a brief synopsis describing the personal-essay collection I'd been working on for the past six years, as well as a short bio about myself. As my third child kicked from inside my pregnant belly, I fantasized about what would come next: a request from the agent to see my book proposal, followed by a dream phone call offering me representation. If all went well, I'd be on my way to becoming a published author by the time my oldest child started first grade.
