Back in June, I entered the pitch for my book in a contest and won. I was shocked and elated!
The thing is, when I saw the contest, I wasn’t going to enter. I looked at the agent’s bio, and didn’t think she was interested in fairy tales. But my husband, being the wise man he is, asked, “Well what harm is done if you enter and don’t win?”
So I pulled out my pitch, which I’d edited and revised and played with after reading Elana’s blog:
I was about to post it, but that nagging little voice in the back of my head made me doubt. I’d read Nathan Bransford’s blog on pitching and came up with this:
But to me, it felt flat. So I pulled out the one I’d gotten some good feedback on it at Seekerville:
And while I liked it better, I still doubted. See, a few months back, I read through some winning pitches on QueryTracker.net, and one of them read something like this: A post-apocalyptic glee club.
It says nothing about the plot. ‘So how could it win?’ I asked myself. Then came the lightbulb.
A pitch is one sentence. How can you really tell someone about the plot in so few words? But see, a pitch isn’t meant to tell the whole plot. That’s what a synopsis is for. A pitch is meant to capture someone’s interest. Make them want to read your book.
That’s when I decided to break a few rules. Think outside the box. I stopped focusing on the plot, and started focusing on what I thought was unique and intriguing about my story. Here’s what I submitted:
While I still got a rejection letter in the end (albeit a very nice one), the pitch did what it was supposed to do: catch the attention of the agent. I definitely think I have a better concept of what makes a good pitch.
So what makes your story intriguing? Can you turn that into a winning pitch? I’d love to hear yours!
Today’s a quickie. I found this quote that I thought perfectly describes the whole writer’s journey:
“Patience [is] far more than simply waiting for something to happen—patience require[s] actively working toward worthwhile goals and not getting discouraged when results didn’t appear instantly or without effort.”
~Dieter F. Uchtdorf
Saturday night, I had a date with my husband. Things have been crazy (even with the vacation), so it had been a really long time. We planned a bike ride along the Potomac trail, and I was SO excited! It’s just cool to ride along with the Lincoln and Washington monuments staring at you from across the river.
I was getting a quick dinner for the kids minutes before our babysitter arrived, when the phone rang. I answered it, but apparently I’ve lost my finely honed multi-tasking abilities, because I promptly grabbed the pan from the oven with both hands.
Yup, that would be bare hands. The pot holders sitting right there on the counter, staring me in the face. Insult to injury, I tell you.
Needless to say, we canceled our bike ride and decided to do the Lincoln Memorial (by night) instead. I brought my ice-pack with us, but it lost it’s cold all too soon. I was honestly having delusions of being able to shoot fire balls with just a flick of my fingers.
So then I was thinking how awesome that would be! But wait, what would I even do with such a power?
Yeah, I know, this really doesn’t have much to do with writing (unless you want to think of it as a character exercise), but here’s my question: If you could shoot fire balls with your hands, what would you do with it? World domination? Pyro-maniac encounters? Work for the government? Start an occasional camp fire?
I know the word contest turns some away, but if you write, you want this. Trust me.
Wait, actually, no, you don’t want this, because I WANT IT! Seriously. Like, a lot.
C.A. Marshall, freelance editor extraordinaire, and literary agent intern, is offering a free substantial edit (i.e. plot, pacing, character development, etc) up to 100,000 words.
I know! Awesome.
You do have to be a follower, but she gives such great advice, I would recommend it anyway. Click here for the link.
So good luck and all that jazz, yada, yada, yada. But did I tell you I want this? 😉
I was reading Elana’s blog last Tuesday, which I’m sure most of you saw (I mean, who doesn’t follow the fabulous Elana?!). She talked about blog building and following, and in the comments, a few people mentioned “fake following.”
This idea has been swimming through my brain ever since. I’ve seen blogs that specifically say: “Only follow me if you’re sincere” (or something to that effect). And I’ve seen those who follow, but rarely visit.
So here’s my question: What do you consider to be “fake following”?
Does that mean you follow and NEVER visit? Follow and only visit once a month? Twice a week? Is a true follower only one who stalks visits your blog daily?
Honestly, I follow blogs that I rarely visit. However, I only follow blogs on subjects I’m sincerely interested in, and I’ve never thought of it as “fake following.” I skim through my daily list of updated blogs and visit the ones with topics that interest me most until I run out of time.
Conversely, I’m always pleased when someone stops in and comments, but I have never looked through my follower list to see who is and who isn’t commenting. I figure we all have lives outside of the computer (at least I HOPE so!).
So how about you? What are your thoughts on “fake following”? And please, don’t be afraid to disagree with me. I’d love to hear what you think.
Yes, it has been over a month since the Cake vs. Ice Cream debate. But as this is such a pressing issue, I couldn’t let it slide. People breaking rules left and right, but *sigh* I suppose I’ll let it pass. Again. 😉
Ready for the results?!
Total votes: 31
Cake: 14 votes; 46%
Ice Cream: 13 votes; 42%
Gelato: 1 vote; 3%
Icing: 1 vote; 3%
Ice Cream Cake: 1 vote; 3%
Depends (as in depends on the situation, not the brand called Depends): 1 vote; 3%
The cool thing is that I got to throw in the deciding vote. Woo hoo! I feel the power coursing through my veins . . . oh wait, that’s the Snickers bar I ate earlier.
Okay, so the next pressing issue that MUST be decided:
A Cruise
Hawaii
I so wanted a picture for this blog, but alas, you’ll have to deal with my crappy artwork.
On vacation, we planned to meet up with my brother to do some rock climbing. We were supposed to connect in Big Cottonwood Canyon. Off we drive, until we see this sign.
So if you saw this sign, which direction would you go to get to Big Cottonwood Canyon? If you guessed straight, you’d be wrong.
I know, right? So we spent about an hour on a wild goose chase, dodging bikers in the middle of a race, pulling over so our kids could go to the bathroom find a bush. Not so fun.
We debated just abandoning the plan and skipping out on the rock climbing, but gritting our teeth, we finally made our way to the right place. And I have to say, it was totally worth it. The kids LOVED it. Even my 3 year old loved it, and he never got much higher than my head.
Point? You want a point? *Deep breath* Sometimes writing is like this. We do our best to follow the signs (blogs, interviews, publishing books, whatever), but still, things don’t turn out the way we think they should. But giving up? Definitely not the best option.
So when’s the last time you had to take a deep breath, and just force yourself to keep going?
Wow, so I feel like I’ve been gone an eternity or so. Blogging? What’s that? Now I have to re-learn all this stuff.
But the trip was good, minus the not good stuff. And I definitely have some ranting fun stories to share. I’ll save those for other blogs. Just wanted to pop back in, after my long absence, and say “HEY YA’LL! I’VE MISSED YOU!!”
So what is the funnest thing you did in August?
So my husband got home from work yesterday and told me this story:
“I was almost to my car when I felt something itching my neck. I reached up to scratch, and this BIG, FAT cockroach zoomed around my head and landed on the ground in front of me. So disgusting!”
And he shivered with the grossness of it all.
Being the loving and concerned wife that I am, I immediately began wondering how I could use his experience in a book. (Of course, I shiver with the grossness of it, too.)
Do you do this? Hear or see something yicky that happens, and start thinking books instead of sympathy?
So before I end, I have to tell you I’ll be succumbing to summer vacation. I might pop in from time to time, but I’ll be on vacation most of August. I can already feel myself going into withdrawals, . . . but it’ll make it that much more exciting come September. See you all in a month!
So I have to follow up on the chocolate/peanut butter debate. Here are the results:
Total votes: 33
Peanut Butter: 3 votes; 9%
Chocolate: 23 votes; 70%
Both (which wasn’t even a choice, people!): 7 votes; 21%
Technically, another 7 grudgingly chose chocolate, but would have preferred both. In that case, chocolate got 16 votes, being 48%; and both got 14 votes, being 42%.
Still, chocolate won. Alas, I was on the peanut butter side. I feel so alone!
This time, we need a harder question. Got it . . . Ice cream or cake? (Any flavor)