Month: December 2018

Pug Corner – Query Workshop

img_1304Frankie thinks the writer might be broken. It’s probably because of that stupid cat in the story she keeps reading to Frankie. If the writer would simply kill the cat, everything would be back on track and Frankie could be lazy again. As it now stands, the writer has spent a week crying about something called a query.

Ok, Frankie understands. Point me to the query and the pug will beat it up so that the writer can relax again. This simply must stop. The writer thinks the query is as a bad as a cat and has employed a “workshop” to fix it.img_1306

The Liverpool game is over and the writer’s team won. The workshop is over, but the writer still cries and bleats. There are a lot more of these games with the ball and the humans kicking the ball around to watch.

Humans do not know how to play with a ball, not at all. And yet, the writer has abandoned the couch and is back at her desk. The workshop is over, the writer said. Frankie does not understand any of this.

img_1309The writer says there is not any more time left to be lazy. What is wrong with her? It is raining. It is cold. The writer is here with Frankie. She should get on the couch and get with the program. Not all this gnashing of teeth and rending of garments.

Frankie is pretty sure that the writer’s query was not so bad that the writer will be hated by everyone. ┬áThe writer says her hopes and dreams are riding on this query. That’s plain silly. She has a pug. And if the query is that bad, Frankie will make it better. Everyone loves a pug. And they will love the writer because she is Frankie’s human. And now Frankie is exhausted and requires a nap. Until next time.

 

 

Taking Rejection by Balls & Bourbon

  • img_1290The words “The End” sit at the end of a page after 114,254 words according to Word’s last count. I am reading my book out loud to the pug. It helps to see if the rhythm of the words work, checks for pace and cadence, things the naked eye misses. Then my current book is off to two friends, both avid readers with editing experience for one last look through.

The next many months will be tracked in my Book of Submissions, Rejections, Ecstasy, and Agony. In this book, I will bind each query I write, every single blessed one, personalized as needed, the first 10 pages of my book as they stand on the day I enter the trenches, a short synopsis and a long synopsis and all the iterations of such materials.

black cat walking on roadThe current schedule (some dates are flexible)

  • Dec 5-7 – Query workshop with New Leaf Literary (help me nail the query)
  • Dec 22 – hand finished book to fresh editing eyes (if I miss this date, all other dates will move forward by two weeks at least)
  • Dec 22 – Jan 2 – Put together list of agents, revise query based on workshop feedback, tinker with synopsis
  • Jan 3-15 – (provided editors have returned feedback), last edit for submission (this deadline subject to change if anything major needs to be changed or life dumps on me)
  • 56454439768__67A25736-3655-4AB8-B3D8-A980A1B7B779Jan 22 – 31 (around here) Query first 10 agents on my list
  • 2019 As Needed – for each response from agent, send new query to next agent on list until I get and accept an offer of representation from dream agent. Any agent I accept is my dream agent.

 

Join me for this journey. There will be loads of pug pictures and concerned cat pictures along the way, and a few new bottles of bourbon will likely have to be opened. Wish me luck.

 

 

Pug Corner – Frankie in the Rain

img_1281Frankie has a hard time figuring out about time. She is always surprised when it is raining during her walk time. She is even more surprised when the writer does not get chased away for the “day job”. Then there is the writer staring for hours at a computer screen doing nothing. Then the writer cries.

img_1287Writers are too complicated. Pugs are not. She might have to get that cat she keeps threatening Frankie with. Cats are not simple. Cats are scary. There is a cat in the writer’s story that she reads to Frankie. It is giving the pug nightmares. Frankie hopes the rain will stop and the writer will just go ahead and kill the cat.