Monday, March 22, 2010
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Beth Revis, author of spec fic for teens and represented by Merrilee Heifetz of Writers House, celebrates her book deal with a Book Deal Celebration Contest.
There are two prizes:
Prize pack for readers (e.g. $30 gift certificate for Amazon...)
Prize pack for writers (e.g. critique of your query letter and first three chapters...)
The contest ends April 3rd.
I'll enter, and you?
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
The blog looks great. You can win all kind of books (like 'Hush, Hush', 'Fallen', 'Shiver', 'Hate List', 'The Hunger Games', and many more...)
I hope I'll be one of the lucky winners. There are so many great books I'd like to win...
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Sadly, a shiny new idea had popped up in my head last night (and I wasn't even wiping off puke! Though, doggy still isn't feeling well...) and it wouldn't stop bugging me.
Yet, I tried to stand fast. Revisions, nothing but revisions today.
Happy about my steadfastness, I took my printed manuscript and began to read. After the first page of chapter 5, I couldn't remember a word I'd read. Shiny new idea was occupying every inch of my brain.
I came to the conclusion that doing some research for SNI couldn't hurt. It would take an hour, maybe two. Then I'd revise.
8 hours later...
I've done my research for SNI. (Thanks to Wikipedia!)
I've finished a two-page synopsis for SNI and a plan for each chapter.
And I've written 5300 words for SNI.
Complete manuscript feels neglected. Maybe I should feel bad. I know I should have used this day to revise.
I know it.
But SNI is like chocolate. I know it's bad for me, but it's too enticing to resist.
Tomorrow I'll revise. Nothing will stop me.
Except for SNI. Maybe.
Monday, March 8, 2010
I don't think writing a query letter is my worst nightmare. That would be ridiculous. Writing a synopsis however...
But this post wasn't supposed to be about my irrational fear of synopses nor about my other fears (Spiders...).
Okay. Let me try this again.
I've finally written one.
It wasn't as painful as I'd thought. Yet, I'm not sure if I possess the necessary experience to assess pain. The worst pain I've ever felt was probably when I tore a ligament, though the sound as it ripped might have distracted me from the actual pain (briefly).
I'd say writing a query letter ranks between the pain after four wisdom teeth had been extracted from my mouth and a ruptured ligament.
Or maybe I'm just exaggerating.
Writing a synopsis will probably top the ruptured ligament.
But I digress (again).
My query letter.
It's now waiting in QueryLetterHell on Absolute Write to be ripped apart. The first critique wasn't very painful. But don't let me start about pain again.
Friday, March 5, 2010
Up to now I've been lurking in the shadows, hoping for a flash of inspiration; waiting desperately for the day I'd have something really witty to say for the first post on my blog. I've now realized that day will never come. I'm probably not half as witty as I thought.
You might wonder when I came to this conclusion.
And no, I wasn't lying in my bed, having happy thoughts about writing. I was actually cleaning the floors of our house from our dog's puke. Though that wasn't the most pleasant experience, it gave me some insight into myself that only a thorough house-cleaning at 2 am can evoke.
After I'd managed to rid the house of the stench and stopped retching, I realized that, wittiness-be-damned, I'd write my first post the next day.
And here I am.