The kindness of strangers

I’m on the agent hunt now, and three people---shout-outs and many thanks to Kurtis Scaletta, Amy Sarig King, and Heather Brewer---within the children’s writing community very kindly and graciously helped me with my search by chatting about their agents. Do I know any of these three people? Not at all.

Big whoop, right? People help each other all the time. Actually, it IS a big deal, if you’re a fiction writer for adults. From what I know, it’s unheard of to help a fellow grown-up fiction writer. That community’s pretty cutthroat--not enough shelf space for everyone--so if you help someone else, you help your competition, and woe betide you! (that’s such a dorky expression, but I love it)

Like there’s enough shelf space for all the kids’ writers? Not. But in the children’s lit community, however, helping each other seems to be the norm. I am grateful for that fact, not just because these two people gave me some great leads, but because it means the community is a nicer place to be. I’m not good at cutthroat competition.

I do think part of the reason why the kid lit community is kind to one another has to do with our audience--most children’s books, even the dark YAs, have some sort of redemption and hope in them. If we’re writing hope and kindness, you’d think we’d be practicing it. So far, nobody’s proved me wrong.

Kindness is a Good Thing. Call me cheesy and old-fashioned. I don’t care.