For yet another week, two lucky agent assistants or interns will get the chance to try to convince their bosses that they can’t live another day without representing me and my work. No, I’m really not that arrogant, but it’s a good false attitude for today’s victims, uh, selected agents. One is the type of person who really does represent books exactly (or as close as can be) like mine, but then she’s this gorgeous society person who volunteer on all kinds of boards of groups (that I would totally support) and she golfs and runs. What would she do with a book like mine? I know, I’m not querying for a new best friend, it would be hard to beat the friends I have. But sometimes, you just have to wonder…