Lights out…

September 23, 2012

The movers are coming tomorrow (Monday) to load up our lives into their van and whisk their bad selves off to Pitts. I hope I don’t embarrass myself as they unplug my computer and pack it up, though I’m not making any promises. More than likely, I’ll require an intervention and medical professionals to surgically remove my trembling fingies from my keyboard. It’s my blackened heart’s desire that I don’t make a scene, but what can anyone expect from an editor who lives in a Batcave, editing until all hours of the day and night?

It wouldn’t be so bad if I had my laptop, but the Fetching Mr. Price stole it, so it’s already become a PA transplant for the past two months – and all reports are that it’s quite happy with the arrangement because the Fetching Mr. Price doesn’t work it nearly as hard as I do. My laptop is as ungrateful as the beagle. Conspiracies abound.

So while I’m contemplating my fate, I’ll leave you with the most important thing we all do as writers, agents, editors, publishers, and readers…

I’ll be going Lights Out until I catch up to y’all on the flip side in Pitts.


Query Letters: “Hello, Dr. Freud?”

September 21, 2012

This goes in the Insane Stuff That Sometimes Fills My Day file:

I received a puzzling query letter yesterday that left me scratching my head. I’m not sure if the author was A) Serious, B) Mocking, or C) Attempting to be clever

I’ll let you be the judge:

Dear Ms. Benevolent and Kindly Editor:

Are you finished boasting about yourself? Now, it is my turn.

Some answers:
(1)  About 75,000 words.
(2)  I don’t make pitches. Just throw the flickendoodle letter away if you are too great to peek at what I wrote. I’ll survive.

(3)  I wrote the book to become famous, to get accolades and to make money.
(4)  The audience I am after is the world.
(5)  The book’s unique quality is that it is about me. I am large and cannot be contained.

(6)  You want “a smattering about” me? This is bul- sh-t. [Fill in the blanks, if you can.] But, hell, if it is only a smattering that you want, I’ll oblige. I’m an old fashioned tough guy who rose up from the streets of [redacted] to become a pretty well known [redacted]. The fact that I spent my life as an [redacted] does NOT mean I can’t write. Nowadays, (since I retired), I write and edit two blogs that are viewed by a few thousand people. Take a peek, if you must: [redacted].
(7)  I expect to be dead before I have time for another book. So much for my future plans.

See what I mean? It’s obvious the author read our submission guidelines and even went so far as to read our sample query letter (as evidenced from the salutation), so why, after all that, would the author choose this particular style of communication? Makes me wonder if Sigmund shouldn’t be taking notes on this author, with his counterculture, anti-query query…

Sig (adjusting glasses and posing pen over notepad): “Ja, ja, vere you dropped on your head as a child? Or vere you raised by volves?”

I would have passed this off as someone who’s a sandwich shy of a picnic, but he included his websites…all quite legit It’s a bit unsettling that anyone would expose themselves in such a manner and expect to be regarded with any modicum of respect…but we do see them. Every editor and agent does. This is just one of the more oddball of the bunch. Sadly, this gent’s name will be forever etched in my cerebral hard drive as one to be given a wide berth.

But what I really don’t get is; why bother? Surely he can’t have expected to be taken seriously after insulting me. The logic eludes me. He had to actually sit down, research, write the un-query letter and hit the Send button. At some point, there must have been some thoughts that rambled around his brain, like, “Gee, you really want to be published, so is this the most appropriate way to appeal to an editor?” or was his intent to simply irritate and insult? Either way, I’m an editor, and I have kids, so he has stiff competition.

The idea that anyone would waste an opportunity is tantamount to shooting one’s own foot with an Uzi. For the record, I simply hit the Delete button, so Mr. GrouchyPants accomplished little, other than to put a name and face to brain-addled.


Book Art

September 20, 2012

The packers are coming tomorrow (Friday) to pack up the office and house, and my head isn’t in all things writerly at this moment. Thank you for bearing with me. I’ll get back to it once the move is OVER.

The art isn’t just in the writing, it’s also in the actual book itself. Here’s a little something something you can do once you’ve finished reading your books:


The Definition of Editing

September 19, 2012

EDITING:  The act of falling in love with an author’s book all over again and making a black-hearted, soulless editor squee with delight.


It All Starts With a Spark

September 18, 2012

One of the things I love about author interviews is hearing what sparked the birth of their stories. It’s always something; I mean, a book idea doesn’t normally drop into our cerebral hard drives without some sort of igniter. There’s some tiny piece of dry tinder that, given the right amount of oxygen and friction, will create a flame.

The other week I drove up to my hometown to have a final goodbye lunchie with some very dear friends. We laughed and snorted about our various old boyfriends, wondering what became of them. On my drive home, I got to thinking about my old flame, knowing he’d become a pharmacist. That thought made me think about what a hoot it would be to accidentally walk into his pharmacy with a scrip. He’d either fill it with cyanide or take the easier route and shoot me. And that got me to thinking of a story outline.

That one spark had my brain buzzing all the way home to the OC.

It’s such an important element, yet it’s sometimes the first thing writers forget when they begin writing their stories. The spark is where passion resides and sustains you through the long months of character development, plot, organization, pacing, flow, blah, blah, blah. It took me a year to write my novel. Through the long LONG hours of medical research, sometimes that spark was the only thing keeping me from tossing my bad self under a bus.

Just like lighting a fire, the spark is either big enough to light your literary flame, or it’s going to fizzle out. I see lots of submissions that focus on the technique of writing, but the spark – the passion – is AWOL. The works are technically sound, and I may think it’ll sell fairly well, but I can’t get whoopdedoo over it because I don’t feel the author’s devotion. It should come oozing out from every pore. It’s the stuff that grabs a reader and holds them hostage to the bitter end. It’s one of the things I love about the books we publish…there is no mistaking the authors’ passion.

How ’bout you? Do you feel that spark is still very much burning the creative fires of your story, or are you finding the need to constantly tweak the flame-to-oxygen ratio in order to continue burning?


All things considered, I’d rather be moved already…

September 15, 2012

This is what ten years of crap looks like.

My desk has never looked so clear.

 


Why English is so Hard to Learn

September 15, 2012

And sadly, it’s not just ESL. I overheard a woman telling her daughter she was looking for “a pair of shoeses.” Ouch. Every time a native English speaker misuses the language, a kitteh pees in someone’s shoes.


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