The theme of the SCBWI-Carolinas fall conference in Charlotte this past weekend was "Oh, the Places We'll Go." And where I went was away from my computer screen, out of my hole, my busy-ness, my stale state of mind, and my writer's block and into a world of possibilities, dreams, connections, inspiration, and support with fellow writers. Now if that isn't good mental health for a writer, I don't know what is.
Writing by its very nature is lonely, isolating, stressful, and emotionally draining. Ironically, it is often the chosen profession or obsession of creative people in less than stellar mental health who are ill-equipped to ride the roller-coaster of rejections.
No matter what your state of mind or stage in the writing process these days, you might be surprised at what you'll find when you venture out "to go places."
Take me, for instance. I'm the queen of lurkers on several writers' listserves. I haven't darkened the door of our local critique group in years, and I rarely venture out to conferences these days. Maybe it was the spirit of Dr. Seuss himself, or the shere desperation of one writer in search of an agent that drew me to the SCBWI-Carolinas conference this past weekend in Charlotte. No matter. Within a few short hours of writerly immersion I found encouragement from fellow authors (especially Alan Gratz), a second wind for the agent pursuit, and a fresh twist for a new manuscript rolling around in my head.
Thanks, Dr. Seuss and (SCBWI conference leaders). I really needed that!
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Monday, September 20, 2010
THE AGENT GAME
For the past several months, in between teaching and family commitments, I’ve been hot on the agent pursuit with my YA novel written in verse and set in the sixties, two factors that immediately distance me from all those dystopian-paranormal-urban fantasy-supernatural-pop culture-hungry agents. I jumped into this pursuit realizing that the odds might be against me in this market at this particular time with this particular piece of work, but hey, maybe I just want to suffer. As I come up for air, my statistical read-out according to http://www.querytracker.net/ goes something like this:
• Dozens of disregards: I stopped counting somewhere around 3 dozen. These are the agents or agencies whose profile or list have nothing in common with my particular offering after minutes or precious hours of researching websites, blogs, agent bios and current book lists
Dear Mr., Missy, or Lass
Regrettably I fear I must pass,
I’m concerned about your work in this market
Frankly, take the manuscript and park it
Your piece doesn’t stir up my passion
ReVAMP it, it’s way too old fashion
I can’t connect with your setting
The voice I’m really regretting
Thanks for sending your stuff
Sadly, we don't love it enough
Your project’s not right for our list
Honey, I think you’ve been dissed.
• Dozens of disregards: I stopped counting somewhere around 3 dozen. These are the agents or agencies whose profile or list have nothing in common with my particular offering after minutes or precious hours of researching websites, blogs, agent bios and current book lists
- 25 query submissions
- 16 rejections
- 3 offered kind and encouraging words but still “passed” (rejected)
- 3 requests for a full (complete manuscript)
- 1 rejection with kind words and “I didn’t fall in love with it that much”
- 2 fulls still under consideration
Dear Mr., Missy, or Lass
Regrettably I fear I must pass,
I’m concerned about your work in this market
Frankly, take the manuscript and park it
Your piece doesn’t stir up my passion
ReVAMP it, it’s way too old fashion
I can’t connect with your setting
The voice I’m really regretting
Thanks for sending your stuff
Sadly, we don't love it enough
Your project’s not right for our list
Honey, I think you’ve been dissed.
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