Some of you book-loving, hit slut, blogger types might want to visit Kevin Smokler‘s site and volunteer for one of his Virtual Book Tours. You know who you are.

Then there are days when I get email like this. Wanna flatter me? Start out by misspelling my name, and then mentioning you really have no idea who I am. Always end with a compliment! Dear Pammie, Just found your website. I was snooping around on the off chance that someone had posted a list…

I forgot to mention that the last link came from here. Many of you write asking for suggestions on getting an agent or selling your manuscript, and some of you just want to know how one goes about entering this weird writing world. This is a good place to get some of the basics.

This guy sent over a thousand query letters through e-mail, thinly disguised as an attempt to gather information for a creative directory. Then comes the ol’ switcheroo — he happens to have unpublished manuscripts for the taking! On this website, he’s reprinted all of the correspondence. It’s his responses to the pat rejections that make…

Pretty As A Picture – An episode with this many townies written by dan Palladino could have been as interesting as watching paint dry. But it clips along at a steady pace and is over before you know it. That doesn’t mean it’s full of exciting adventures. In fact, it’s stuffed with some of the…

Sara Nelson explains why she didn’t have a book tour, causing Jennifer Weiner to stick up for the practice. Based on my own experiences, I’d tour a book all over the country if someone would let me. But I didn’t have a dime when this book came out, and was already into Save Karyn territory…

I haven’t even had a cup of coffee yet this morning, but I’m already doing a jig because I got reviewed over at chicklit. If you’ve never visited their site before, you’re in for a real treat. Yes, Dan. I mean “Fun Stuff.”

I had to ask my agent, who graduated from Princeton, because I kept making this nod and knowing wince of the eyes whenever someone said the words “Eating Club.” As in: “I mean, there’s no reason she didn’t get the job, she was in the right eating club and everything.” I even pretended to know…