See these glasses? Once upon a time, back when the world was young and Da Man and I were newly married, he was a member of Sigma Chi. We went to the formal and got these awesome glasses. A few weeks ago, they were filled with Coke Zero as my Angry Ginger friend and I celebrated AN OFFER FOR MY FIRST NOVEL! I can’t tell you how excited I was! It came out of the blue. It was flattering. It was thrilling.
It wasn’t right. After discussing the decision with my agent (who rocks), we decided that ultimately we didn’t feel that this deal was for us. So we wished the company well (darling, charming company!) and passed.
I’m happy to have the offer, of course. It was extremely validating. I’m also happy to have an agent who has my best interests at heart and is savvy about the industry. (I mean, I was looking at the percentages and thinking, “Is this a good offer? A bad offer? What are allthesenumbersohmygosh!” I had no clue what a standard offer is.) But most of all, I’m proud of myself for having the confidence to say, “You know, I think I’ll wait on this. Thank you so much, though!” It’s tough not to take the offer because it WAS AN OFFER, YAY! But I made the right decision to pass on it, and it feels fantastic to have no regrets.
Now back to those glasses. You know how much Coke those suckers hold? A LOT.