The Megaphone Society
Oh yeah, I am the featured Author of the Month for June by The Megaphone Society. Yay me!
It seems like composing and editing a query to send to agents is as much work as writing the book itself. Like the book, you want the query to be perfect in every way, but the hard part of the query is that you have to boil down, to a matter of one or two pages, the essence of a novel that is (in this case) 77,000 words. What to put in, what to leave out? How to adequately describe a 300 page novel in a few paragraphs?
Time to get back to work. I hope to start sending out my query in a week or so. Wish me luck and success.
I'll leave you with a brief excerpt from the book:
Her lips quivered. “Randy took off. You'll stay home from school today. I'll tell them you have fever.”
Jamie looked into her eyes. She looked back. They wanted to talk about what happened, but they never did. It was too awful to verbalize. They wanted to talk about the possibility that maybe Randy wouldn't come back this time, but they didn't. They knew he would return – he always did. But there are some things a mother and son can communicate without speaking, and so they conversed wordlessly for a few moments.
She let him know how sorry she was for what happened. How she wanted to do something but she was afraid.
He let her know it was okay. It wasn't her fault.
She promised things would change. She'd get a job. They'd move. She'd find a nice man.
He indicated he believed her. Then he turned his head and hid from her eyes the fact that he knew those things would never happen. That things would never change. That Randy would come back and abuse him again.
Once he'd flushed the skepticism from his mind he turned back toward her and looked again into her eyes.
She let him know how much she loved him. He was the world to her. No matter how bad their lives got, they always had each other.
After she'd said all she could, Crystal looked away. She wanted to go to the police, but Randy had told her that if she ever did he would kill them both. She didn't know if he was bluffing, but the threat, always floating around in the back of her mind, popped up like a neon sign whenever she considered calling the authorities.
If you can't wait for my book to be picked up by a publisher and pushed out to bookstores across the country, you can find my other books here: