Like most writers, I've been bemoaning the loss of Miss Snark to the blogosphere. When she gave up the pleasures of blogging for the joys of more free time, she left a hole in my morning routine.
Nathan Bransford has helped to fill that hole. Nathan is an agent with Curtis Brown, and I first mentioned his name on this blog on February 2. He writes a lively and always interesting blog over here. He's now the agent whose posts I read first every morning.
So, imagine my surprise to find my blog mentioned in his blog! While I was still recovering from the shock, a friend emailed me to say that Nathan had also listed my blog on his blog as a "Writer Who Blogs."
Be still, my beating heart! I immediately forgot all about the little pile of barf my geriatric cat Tribble had left on the carpet next to my desk this morning . . . the pile I didn't notice until I stepped on it with my bare foot. The bare foot of the right leg that I'm presently doing PT for because I sprained the medial collateral ligament last month. When I leaped in surprise and disgust, I twisted the freaking hamstring again.
Thank you, Nathan. Both me and my right leg appreciate you enormously.