Erin, wow. And all you other wonderful people--I'm overcome with the wonderful, powerful stuff that's poured out here.
And jealous. But, good with the bad.
A place for Buffistas to discuss, beta and otherwise deal and dish on their non-fan fiction projects.
Erin, wow. And all you other wonderful people--I'm overcome with the wonderful, powerful stuff that's poured out here.
And jealous. But, good with the bad.
the residue of last night's dreams puff up like dust
I seriously love this line. Dayum.
That's the line I liked best, too, Deb. My eyes just kept going back to it, over and over.
I'll third my love of that line. Gorgeous.
Wow. I'm blushing. But thanks!
I LOVE doing these drabbles. Sometimes what comes out is so surprising to me, and everyone puts their own unique take on it.
I'd like to test the waters, and send out some query letters for my essay collection. I think I'm ready to take rejection, now, I let that fear go.
Would anyone mind sending me a sample query, and what would I include with a collection of essays? Sample paragraphs, or a couple of the short ones? I'm lost, and know not what I'm doing.
Allyson, love to! But the flavour of a query letter varies a bit, depending on who you're sending it to. Magazine? Agent?
Agent!
Kewl! Have you started futzing with a letter, or would you like sample drafts?
One other thing - if you've got a couple of different agents in mind for querying, make sure you've got their perferred submit and query requirements. They differ from agent to agent; some want a sample, some want a simple question, some want an email. But they all list their preference. Once you've got that, we (note the proprietorial "we", there...) can craft a nice basic query letter that can be quick-fit to the individual agents.
He began to stir due to the movement next to him, fully waking when he heard her scream; the small scream of a frightened child.
He shook her until her eyes focused. “Baby, you’re ok,” he whispered as he rolled her into his arms, tightening his hold in an effort to calm the tremors that ripped through her.
She remained there, cradled against him, inhaling and exhaling until finally pushing him away. Swiping at the tears on her cheeks, she mumbled a thank you and then turned her back on him once again, shutting him out of her private hell.
Edited for fixing.