I’m working with three new clients right now and I feel like I’m at the Kentucky Derby watching these incredible horses make their final circuit to the finish line as we prepare their proposals for submission. And this is also proof positive that I am an editor in agent’s clothing because there is nothing more satisfying for me than to see a revision come in stronger than I had even imagined, that my edits could, even in some small way, inspire a writer to greater success. I’m not saying it’s not fun to handpick editors, pitch books, field offers, and cash checks. That’s swell, too.
It’s funny because I always rail, even perversely, against the “process” people, against the “journey” people. Because I’m about results, winning, success. I say in FFTT, (and I’m paraphrasing myself, ha ha).,readers don’t give a shit about your process, only that your work appears seamless. And I believe that. But if I were to be honest with myself, I have to say I love this process. I love watching writers and writing improve. I love being part of it. So I guess I’m a big pussy after all.





I spend most of my days wallowing in self-imposed torment, trying to decide who I would choose if the powers-that-be told me I could only have the lesbian love-child of one woman: Tina Fey or Jane Lynch.
Thanks for making it even harder, Betsy. Now I have to decide between Tina Fey, Jane Lynch, and YOU.
First John Cusack, now this? HATE.
(Which obviously means LOVE in girlcrush terms. In my girlcrush terms, anyway.)
Having my baby, what a lovely way of saying how much you love me…
Thanks. You have trashed my perfectly pleasant Friday afternoon. That ghastly song has been playing in my head for hours.
I’m gonna start a Betsy Lerner fan club in the far north, and put in a pitch for you to present at a couple of writing conferences. Not that you need my help with that, but I’d think you’d rock the writer-world up here in a good way.
Great idea, but I hope all you writers have read her Bible, oh, I mean book- Only two left at amazon!!!