Of course, they weren't bathed in glory as golden rays beamed down from the ceiling onto them, illuminating their all round fabulousness, in fact, they looked pretty much like any one else, but once I got into the swing of things, it was easy peasy. You just had to say, 'I'm hoping to meet agents,' and either the person would say, 'I'm one,' or point you in the right direction.
I have to say I think the several glasses of white wine I'd swigged back in quick succession helped me immensely with this process as I'm normally completely useless at parties and go all shy and tongue tied and end up self-consciously loitering in dark corners. But luckily the parties are reasonably short so I didn't end up falling over and making a fool of myself entirely, and the result was an agent signed me up. (Was it coincidence this was an agent I met after only one glass of wine?)
Today I'm off the the summer party again. I am older, wiser, and will be drinking less. But I will be meeting lots of friends and making new ones, and on the train home my jaws will ache from talking and smiling and laughing non-stop for three hours.
Come to the launch party for Kissing Mr Wrong, 6.30pm on 20th May at Waterstones, Milsom Street, Bath. All welcome, but please ring 01225 448515 to let them have an idea of numbers.