• Query Letter,  Story Graveyard,  Story Vault

    Query Letter Graveyard

    I thought it would be fun to gather all of my previous submission attempts in one place. This is long, but you will be vastly entertained. ^_^ So, here are all my wonderfully fantastic Past Queries. Commentary provided by my awesome alter ego: Me, Myself, and I. Most Bios & “Thank yous for reading this” have been truncated for brevity. Also, the bios sucked. #1 – Query in the First Dear Ms. Agent, I read on your website that you are accepting query letters from a variety of genres, including Young Adullt (yep, sent it out with 2 ls – so, like…definitely needed to reread stuff before I sent it)…

  • Pity Party,  Story Graveyard

    Pity Party

    start pity party This will be the very first time I’ve had to throw a story away I couldn’t find anything wrong with (I don’t see a lack of a full fledged love story as a problem, but maybe it is.) To say this sucks is an understatement. All that work (writing, querying, researching agents) just down the drain…all for nothing. I don’t ever to want to go through with this again. But I guess I have to. If I don’t submit my new story, I won’t be able to live with myself until I do. I have to try. So I might as well get it over with…when it’s…

  • Query Letter,  Writing Journey

    Twas the Night Before Querying…

    …and all through my condo, excitement crackles all around, and I don’t know what rhymes with condo. I jump from giddiness to worry, from minute to minute, while my book dances for joy, as it can’t wait for me to send it. I’ve polished my letter, my synopsis too, my novel as well,  I’ve done all I can do. Today in this moment, I think my novel is great, I feel really good about it, I hope it’s tempting bait. The last round of editing, Draws to an end, In less than 24 hours,  I’ll load my baby up and hit send. Now I’m afraid,  I love this story so…

  • Query Letter,  Writing Journey

    I Have A Theory…

    Self-Doubt in Writing: This has come up a lot during this last story. Self-Doubt will rear it’s pointy beak and threaten to pinch me with it. But after wasting a month earlier this year listening to it talk trash to my face, I decided to try something new: listening to my instincts instead. I have a theory that I’m actually a really good writer. ^_^ If this is true, then if I listen to my instincts, I can only be heading in the right direction. Two years ago (thanks in part to encouragement I got from a friend) I got this crazy notion. I was going to make a medieval/renaissance/Juliet-style…