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FRIDAY. the 13th

I wrote this on Friday the 13th but just now posted it so just pretend it's Friday when you read it, kay?


So the last time I blogged I mentioned I’m volunteering at a golf scramble. That was end of July. The scramble is today!


We may get rained out, in which case I’d have time free for an eye exam. Tiny blessings from tiny baby Jesus. 
Mama needs glasses.

In other news, guys, I’m querying!

My letter isn’t perfect and no one I’ve paid to entertain me seems to understand my outdated comps. Fine. 

The right agent would get them. They aren’t as current but they are all examples of why my book could (cough, pipe dream) become a timeless, ageless classic! Or at least a movie! 

I get it. 

Agents want to know where my book fits into the current market. But what does that mean? 

To sell books now, yes. Of course. But aren’t new people discovering old books for the first time, every damn day?

Sigh. I’ve sent 7 queries. Kind of a 5/2 split on original v updated versions of the letter, with easy personalization in each. I’d like to be at 10 before the weekend. 
Then it will be 5/2/3 as far as “versions.”

It’s been two weeks and today is Friday the 13th. I used to have vivid Freddy Krueger nightmares as a child. This time in my life reminds me of that.

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