This is a tale of two pairs of literary agents. Each pair includes a sweet one and a sour one.
Sounds like a fairy tale? It kind of is– with both a happy ending and a moral.
The first tale involves literary agent Carol Susan Roth. I hate to call her the sour one, since we had a very pleasant lunch a while back. But for fairy tale purposes, she was.

Literary Agent Carol Susan Roth sold "The Infertility Cure" at auction
Randine Lewis, author of The Infertility Cure, had two agents who were interested in her work. The first was ready to send out her book proposal as it was, right away. The second was Carol, who said that Lewis’s book proposal wasn’t ready for prime time yet. Lewis went with the first agent, who sent it out to three publishers, resulting in three rejections.
So Lewis went back to Roth: “ . . .She introduced me to a wonderful ghostwriter who totally revamped my proposal. Carol sent it out and after an auction with six of the major publishers, it was sold to Little, Brown & Co. for a very big advance!”
Pair number two involves a novel. It has basically the same setup. The “sour” literary agent was interested in the work based on the author’s query letter. But after she read the manuscript, she said to the author that their work had merit, but just wasn’t ready yet. This literary agent suggested that the author improve it, and that she would be happy to provide commentary on subsequent drafts until it was a salable book.
But there was a sweet literary agent who was willing to take the work on as is, right away. The sweet agent submitted the novel to dozens editors at a wide variety of publishing houses—and they all turned the manuscript down. They rejected this novel for the same reason that sour literary agent had declined to take it on in the first place.
So the author decided to go back to the sour literary agent—who agreed to work with her to improve the manuscript—even though it’s next to impossible to get an editor to re-consider a manuscript he’s already rejected.
The sour agent twisted some arms and sold the book. But that’s an unusual outcome. Rejected books are almost never resurrected. And because an agent sent this manuscript out before it was ready, it almost didn’t get published.
So both these tales had happy endings. The moral of the story reminds me of some lines from one of my favoirte Rumi poems, Borrow the Beloved’s Eyes. The translation, as you might expect, is from Coleman Barks:
“Worry about the others, who give you
delicious comforts that keep you from prayer.
Friends are enemies sometimes,
and enemies Friends.”
So when you have a choice between a sweet literary agent who wants to represent you right away, and a sour one who wants you to wait and improve your work, it’s usually wiser to choose the sour literary agent.

