Tag: literary agents

In Need Of Some Advice

#Amwriting

Recently, I’ve been toying with the idea of ebooks. I have three fully written novels ranging from 87k to 120k words and they are hiding somewhere in my computer with their fourth partially written counterpart and the plans for the following instalments. It will probably do me a disservice to mention that I started writing these when I was fifteen (just six short years ago), but they have been through quite rigorous editing, I assure you.

I’ve tried querying the series before (mostly when I admit I was too naive to understand the query process) but with no success. My more recent queries, at least, were a little more experienced, but still no change in the response they received.

Perhaps this is because I’m just not very good at querying or perhaps it’s because my story is too much like too many others or maybe my writing style just isn’t likeable enough or agents have far too many queries to take anything from mine. And since those lacklustre responses to my queries, I’ve realised that I may never get Jo’s story published in through traditional routes.

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Smack!

And it hits me… I need to get some writing done. I know, I know… For an aspiring author, I should be writing all the time. Unfortunately, life just isn’t that kind. I’ve been trying to do too many things at once as per usual and my room is such a mess that I’m having trouble finding all my notes.

Even I can’t keep an entire unwritten plot in my head!

On top of everything else, there’s the lovely fact that it’s Christmas in [look up at the countdown above!] so I’ve been sorting that out. In fact, my dad, Blindy McBlindBlind, is supposed to be getting our decorations out of the loft right now. He’s not, of course. He’s probably going to sleep on the sofa right now, but I will go and rouse him in a minute.

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We Have To Leave It To The Fireflies & Butterflies

Sometimes I wonder at the people that have such faith in me. As far as I’m aware, I do nothing to deserve it. I’m not especially clever and I’m not an especially awesome writer (this is not me asking for praise and petting, by the way). So the title of this entry is in reference to a reply I gave to somebody. She knows who she is. She thinks I’ll eventually get published and, whilst I’d like to believe her, sometimes it just seems a bit too far away.

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When I Am King You Will Be First Against The Wall

I’ve sent an email query or two today. This is after receiving an email rejection from an agent. As much as this isn’t what I wanted, I am glad that the literary agent in question got back to me as quickly as she did. In fact, I’m just glad that she got back to me. I appreciate that agents are busy people and that they might not be able to get back to everyone, but sometimes just the impersonal rejection letters are appreciated. After all, that means they’ve definitely looked at it and that it hasn’t somehow been missed and overlooked. That’s perhaps one of the things I worry about most. I also feel bad for those people who are rejected just because they have no idea how to write a proper query letter. I admit that I was one of them and without joining twitter and following agents and writers I would still have absolutely no idea. I also admit that I’m terrible at writing letters. I always spend time worrying how I come across in them. With snail mail, this worrying is prolonged. At least with email, I have the chance to redeem myself quickly with a response and an apology for my cackhanded (this means dreadful and is probably a colloquialism) approach.

On another note, the computer mouse is aptly named. One of my cats, Baby (he’s a boy despite his name), enjoys watching the mouse on the screen. It’s quite amusing. He likes to follow it with his eyes. He’s very much a laptop cat. Sometimes he even sits with his paws on the touch pad and watches the mouse move as he moves his paws. He also likes youtube videos of other cats.

I must also apologise to the readers of this blog. I am aware that I have gotten slightly carried away with the political things going on in the country at the moment. That’s mostly because nobody seems to know what the hell is going on. Even the politicians are stumped. Still, I promised a new flash fiction piece and I shall certainly be writing one soon. My intentions were to write one before now, but I have regrettably been quite busy. I started writing Absolute Power and I am getting rather excited about it. Absolute Power is a critical book in regards to the series. Lots of things are due to happen in this book and I am going to relish them all.

(Lyrics in the title are from Paranoid Android by Radiohead… but I prefer Sia Furler’s version)