STATUS: A little annoyed. More to come in a moment.
What song is playing on the iPod right now? PAINTER SONG by Norah Jones
Ugh! Wasn’t I just ranting about not wanting to be labeled the chick lit agent?
Well, I did an interview for my local Denver magazine: 5280.
Yep, you guessed it. The angle the writer took was that I’m Denver’s Chick Lit Savant. That was even the title of the profile. Honestly, I talked about more than chick lit and discussed many of my other authors. But alas, I guess Chick Lit Savant sounds more “catchy.”
My favorite line from the profile? “Nelson specializes in the modern romance fiction genre affectionately known as ‘chick lit,’ so beach-worthy brain candy is her bread and butter.”
Kristin slaps head in resignation.
I specialize? I’m not specializing folks. I’m open to lots of stuff outside of the world of romance and chick lit.
“Beach-worthy brain candy”? Well, it does sound catchy. The writer obviously has not read any of my four chick lit authors because although they might be beach-worthy, not one of them is “brain candy.” They are smart, witty, and razor-sharp in their observations of what real woman must face.
Now I feel like I need to give a formal apology to my four chick lit authors and an apology for my fourteen other clients (who make up the majority of my list and are certainly part of my “bread and butter”) but who don’t write chick lit.
Sorry all. I’m not throwing in the towel and embracing the chick lit moniker. I will fight, fight, fight.
Ps. In this day and age, can’t they touch up magazine photos? For heavens sake, they shave off inches from Cindy Crawford’s thighs for the cover of Cosmo? Can’t they smooth out some of my wrinkles for 5280…