The most condescending agent rejection letter in the history of the Universe

Me:
To: Anna O________
________Associates

Hello Ms. O________,

I thought you may be interested in my picture book.

(blah blah blah)

I appreciate you taking the time to look at this. Any feedback would be welcome.

Thanks,
Tina Kugler

Reply: (one hour later)

From: Anna O____________

Tiny, thanks, but I wouldn't be the right agent for this.

I wish you the best in placing the manuscript elsewhere.

Sincerely,

Anna O_________

.......?
...TINY?
TINY?!!!

TINY?????!!!!

a commentary

Okay, before you read this, first read (or at least skim) this article from jezebel.com regarding Twilight author Stephenie Meyer being idealized into a soul-less stick-Barbie in a biographical comic book. Which raises the question, as a lady type does one also need to be attractive to be a successful writer/illustrator/whatever? Because I am convinced this is the reason why I am being ignored by every single children's publisher in, like, the universe.

Also, sorry for the lag in posts. I've been too busy eating cookie dough.

ah, i love the smell of despair & desperation in the morning

yes! i am the greatest living failed children's illustrator!

more rejection letters

A follow-up to a previous post about rejection letters.
They just keep a-comin'!

rejection letters!

click to enlarge, if you dare!
and you know what, J-Ro? i don't even care anymore that Harry Potter was rejected by a dozen publishers. boo hoo. i need to buy diapers and toilet paper and the only marginally useful skill i have is drawing. and it's not even that much of a skill. o highlights, why will you not let me draw your hidden picture?

in which i blame diablo cody for my own ineptitude

a multi-panel extravaganza, done in photoshop.
sigh...
also submitted for illustration friday "choose" since i chose...poorly.
and d.i.y. bangs are, for most of us, a bad choice. or maybe just me.
anyway, if you see me and my 1/2 inch long bangs, please say hello.

"foreclosure" is the new "f" word

the REAL ending to the "let's find a job game." is anybody out there?

omg, lynda barry!!!!

oh my stars and garters!!! i am going to the amazing lynda barry's writing workshop this weekend in chicago and i am both elated and terrified. (what if she yells at me?)
i am going with my pal barb who does fantastic comics as well.
my husband (my poor, poor husband, who will be watching the demon children) wants me to print out a bunch of my post-it comics to give to her but i am too scared.

tina pitches her show

also i drew this while holding a large infant.
p.s. jill talley would be perfect!

he only likes me for my glasses

okay, i'm exaggerating. with my glasses off, the baby is just a fleshy blob. actually, he's pretty much just a fleshy blob anyway. never mind.

it's love your body day!

hello, sailor! okay, so i was reading jezebel.com this morning, and came across this post:
http://jezebel.com/gossip/body-issues/love-your-body-even-if-its-shaped-like-a-brick-312404.php
it's about the "new" 12 female body shapes (from the uk, so they have cute names like "skittle") and, you know, what to wear to hide your shame. (news flash: i'm STILL a "pear," albeit with dainty ankles.) so i figured since most of my gags revolve around my, um, figure, it was only fitting i honor this i'm-totally-not-making-this-up day.
also, i have to stop showing this blog to my poor, horrified husband, because after he saw this drawing he just covered his face with his hands and said "oh my god" very quietly.

let's find a job-2007 edition

looking for work again...and suddenly i feel about 6000 years old. does being funny, or like, able to draw count for anything? also, i miss doing stop-motion animation.

please send me a job

a true story

the time i tried to get a job on spongebob...