“But there is considerably more that needs to be accomplished.”
When literary agent Jayne Walker said these frightening words at our first meeting I still had hopes that I could make my book publishable. Here comes her list--she needed me to re-write everything!
“Oh.”
And I repeated, “OK.” I was alert, ready to deliver any work I could, to get the job done to her satisfaction.
“To begin with,” said Jayne, “the emphasis needs to be changed. It must be more about the reader’s needs to make a movie. It needs to support their dream, not yours.”
“I see.”
As I very carefully listened to Jayne, I began to mentally revise the many pages I had delivered. And strangely enough, I hadn’t lost any energy from her criticism of my initial attempt. I was just happy she was sticking with me.
“So you need to rewrite these chapters, giving the prospective readers what they need. And I believe you can.”
I may have nodded, but remained silent, sensing she still had more to say.
“But before I let you go, I’d like to go over some basic rules of English, to make the writing more stable and accomplished. I teach English at Cal and, if you don’t mind, I’m going to give you a condensed version of my class.”
“That’s fine.”
I let her know that I was game. And she dove right in.
“Starting at the beginning,” she began, “...you should understand that the first sentence of a paragraph should have something to do with the rest of that paragraph.”
With her comment, I remember realizing that my poor student days were showing. But again, I didn’t feel threatened or reduced in my commitment to improving the project. I somehow maintained my equilibrium, was almost thrilled in fact, to follow her rules of English carefully as she dug into the depths of correct usage. I kept notes as she talked.
Hours went by. I found myself (a) trying to absorb everything she said, and also (b) somewhat enthralled as she demystified my native language, correcting usages and word-patterns, past, present, future tenses of verbs, sentence structure, descriptive phrases, all the stuff that must be correct and crisp in order to make one’s written communication shine and be publishable.
The one-on-one class she conducted took about four hours total. As it ended, she took a big breath and announced that she had just delivered her entire 4-year college-level English class in one afternoon. I realized that I had just received an amazing gift. After thanking her profusely and agreeing on an approximate deadline for the redo I left, drove my car out from its steep parking slot, and rolled dreamily down toward the Berkeley flatlands and my Point Richmond home.
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