Oh, that naughty Mel! She knows I’m trying to wrap up these edits and compose a halfway intelligent agent query letter and finish up a novella, so what does she do?
If you don’t see me anytime soon, I’m probably still licking my monitor.
Have I mentioned how much I hate query letters? I can write a damn synopsis. I don’t like them, but I can write one. But query letters? Blech. Maybe because a synopsis talks about the story, and in a query letter I have to talk about myself. I don’t know why I struggle with them so much. Honing the blurb is the only part I’m enjoying.
Back to :write: