This is what it's like.
For weeks and weeks NOTHING. HAPPENS.
You agree to the deal. Bring on the contract, you say, I'll sign the fucker.
And you wait. No contract. Keep waiting, no contract.
"Is this not a standard contract?" you ask the agent. "Is their printer broken?"
"It takes time," she says, and she's not lying. Apparently it's not as simple as agreeing that you'll write the books and they'll publish them. They're going to do a whole lot more than that.
How much more? Beats me. I'll let you know when I see the contract.
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They're probably feeling guilty that they're not paying you enough up front, and trying to figure out how much more they can afford.
No, seriously, actually the lawyers are probably worried about Sophie's morals.
That's it!
They realize you're a special case and they're working on a Morals Clause.
Ahhh! I think they've zeroed in on a key element!
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