So, at last we meet…

One massive fringe benefit of teaching at the Wisconsin Writers Institute this past weekend was that I finally got to meet my agent Marlene Stringer in person. That’s right: although she’s been my agent for five years and listened patiently while I whined, kvetched, bitched and wheedled, we’ve never actually met. Now we have, and here’s the photo to prove it:

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