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Query’s Gettin’ Close!

Published September 20, 2017 by authorbebedora

My self-imposed query deadline is October 1st.

That’s the date that I have to send ONE LETTER by.  If another letter doesn’t leave by November, that’s ok.  Will I actually make said deadline?  We’ll see.  If I don’t, I won’t beat myself up over it.  After all, it’s a self-imposed deadline.  I don’t want to send a letter just to send it, especially if I’m not ready with one or more of the components.

I have finished formatting my manuscript for query–side note: that was one of the most stressful things I have ever done.  Putting headers in on MS Word, anyone?  It’s a wonder I still have hair left.  Today I began the final readthrough before I put my manuscript aside and fight the urge to mess with it any more.  After that, I need to research my list of 43 agents/agencies for exact info on what they want in query.

I think I might be insane for trying to make this deadline.

I can honestly admit that this query process absolutely terrifies me.  I know rejection is a real–and expected–thing.  I’m prepared for that.  What’s throwing me is the opposite:  what if I get accepted?  What then?  Contracts.  Compromises.  Publisher’s deadlines.

That last one scares me the most.  I wouldn’t say I’m a turtle writer, but there are times during the year (summer vacation, for the most part) where I get little to no writing done.  My son is home, and before I’m a writer, I’m Mom…and he gets my attention from June to September. It has taken me a little less than two years from first sentence written to cut-and-polished manuscript.  That’s a long time.  That’s four drafts, countless edits, and eight weeks of sitting on my hands waiting for test reader feedback to return.  I’m really worried that if I get picked up, a publisher will want the second and third books to be totally completed much quicker.  It’s just not something I think I can do–and have the end result be what I need it to be.  The other two books in the trilogy are heavily outlined, but I still don’t think I could ever crank one out in a year-ish.

But, I’m getting ahead of myself.  I have to get picked up first!

So, here’s to all of us who are terrified of querying, spend weeks agonizing over their letters (starting to do that here), and who (hopefully) eventually see success in their adventures.

Did I mention I’m terrified?

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A New Year…

Published January 1, 2017 by authorbebedora

2016 sucked ass, plain and simple.

Yes, a few good things happened like me finishing my first draft, my brother getting  married and friends having babies, but other than that, it sucked gargantuan, nasty donkey balls.

Some things happened in the public eye, like he-who-isn’t-worth-my-breath being elected to run our nation and way more beloved celebrities being taken than should have been allowed by the Universe.  There was hatred, terror attacks, and election year that belonged in the circus or on the cover of a satire magazine rather than on the front pages and news channels.

Some things also happened in my private life, and those who know about it know about it, and those who don’t, don’t.  Life happens, and you deal with it as it comes at you. Some times you do really well and feel like an adult afterwards, and sometimes no matter how hard you try, shit just doesn’t go your way and you say, “Fuck it, I don’t have time for drama.”

So now what?  2017 should be better, right?  RIGHT?

We can only hope.  The political situation in our nation is terrifying at best, but there’s nothing we can do about it now.  My wish for 2017 is that those in power stop being whiny toddlers and cease their stupid twitter tirades about nonsense, and begin acting like the elected officials they are.  Look at the big picture in front of you and run our own country (and not into the ground, mind you), not help other people better their own nations for your personal gain. (I’m looking at you, Cheeto.)  Let’s hope that 2017 is kind to the people we love, and not just the celebrities that hold special places in our hearts.  Let’s hope that the world becomes a safer place for everyone, and that people learn to be more tolerant of others.  Just because someone doesn’t belong to your religion or you don’t happen to agree with their lifestyles doesn’t give you the right to wage war, both physical and psychological, on them.  In plain terms, don’t be a dick this year.

As for little old me, I’m confident 2017 will see my first novel published.  I’m halfway done with my complete edit, and when that’s finished I’ll implement my changes and send it both my trusted editor and my husband.  When those come back, I’ll make the necessary additions once more and craft a final manuscript.  Then comes the query letters, the waiting and more than likely, the rejection letters.  But, there’s gotta be an agent out there somewhere that’ll like what I’ve created and want to publish it.

I’m not going to let last year’s awfulness stand in the way of what could be a great new year.  Yes, there are a lot of things impending in 2017 that are scary, uncertain and downright terrifying to a lot of people, me included.  But at the end of the day, all we can do is carry on.

Here’s to 2017.