Well, hi there. It's Tuesday!
At least I think it's Tuesday, now that it's summer vacation I'm already starting to lose track of the days. But yes, looking at my handy-dandy calendar I can confidently confirm this fact.
Today, I spent the majority of my time sending out query letters and for those of you who are not exactly familiar with these bad boys, no worries, I will inform you. A query letter is basically your resume for literary agents to review. In one page you must write a little bit about yourself and your publishing credentials (if you have any), a synopsis of your book, and possibly why that literary agency is the best one for you. It's a lot of work. Some agents request that you send sample pages and they'll specifically say how much they want, but the hard thing about that is that the first pages of my book aren't the most thrilling pages in the entire world and sometimes my book is judged solely by its first 5 pages. Take any book, read the first 5 pages, and I bet you it won't be the most riveting thing you've ever read. So, this is definitely tough. I sent about 6 query letters out today, so we shall see how this goes.
Keep your fingers crossed please! Thanks friends. I appreciate it.
|I love the sheer awesome randomness of this picture!|
I will explain the road to publication in future posts because today I have a different topic in mind: A misconception of writers or possibly just me. And I really just HAVE to address this issue because it has bothered me some in the past couple months.
JUST BECAUSE I AM A WRITER DOES NOT NECESSARILY MEAN THAT I CAN SPEAK AS PERFECTLY AND AS ELOQUENTLY AS I CAN WRITE EVERY TIME MY MOUTH OPENS. SO PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE!
Close your eyes and imagine a refrigerator for me, will you? WAIT! Forget it! Don't close your eyes! If you close your eyes you won't be able to read the rest of what I want you to visualize.
Yikes, that was close.
Take two. Ok, so imagine a refrigerator. Imagine that you are about to get some water from this fridge. You press your glass against the water dispenser (is that the right word? dispenser? I think so.) and the water flows beautifully and easily out of it. When you press the cup against the ice dispenser, however, you'll find something different. The ice takes considerably longer to emerge. You hear it sort of grumbling at first before anything actually plops out and that's exactly what it does... it just "plops" out, totally ungraceful compared to it's liquid cousin Water. In addition to it's sad ungracefulness, the ice comes out in chunks and not proportional chunks. I mean sometimes you get one ice cube and then the next second four come out all at once.
Ok you can stop imagining now.
Here is what I am trying to get at guys, girls, aliens, Chuck Norris...
Water Dispenser = Amanda's Writing
Ice Dispenser = Amanda's Way of Speech
In conclusion, please be nice to me people. I do try my best, but sometimes I have so many ideas and things I want to say zipping around that brain of mine that it's hard to funnel everything into a coherent verbally pleasing form out my mouth. And yes, it's embarrassing, but oh well. Not going to dwell on it. I generally make fun of it to shake off my embarrassment, but heres the thing, I have time to edit and perfect my writing. I only have seconds (sometimes less) to get those words out my mouth.
Watch this video, specifically near 0:35 and see that I'm not the only writer with this problem.
Till I blog again!
Today is my main character's birthday. So... Happy Birthday Juna!