Well my apologies to the participants on the err, lack of response. It is no lack on the part of your entries, but rather a mere lack of a wide enough audience for your amazing stories. I have failed you as a host! I am riddled with guilt! But since I have an unhealthy love for 'Galaxy Quest' and frequently invoke 'Never give up, never surrender!' as my mantra, I shall rectify this!
I will take part in this Query Letter Blogfest, in a sly, sneaky, wily AND TOTALLY SUBTLE attempt to direct more blog traffic my way and to your fabulous stories! I'M ONLY DOING IT FOR YOU!
I'm such a giver, y'all. It's crazy.
Anyways, here's the pitch portion of my query letter for Dust to Dust, which I have arbitrarily decided to begin querying with on Friday, because well, I'm arbitrary like that. Please hack it to shreds, because its way too long, and I'm not sure where to tighten. I suck at killing my darlings. Unless its characters. Those I can kill no sweat. So apparently, I'm only sociopathic when it comes to people, not words. Who knew?
All Micah wants for his sixteenth birthday is his family together to celebrate it with him. Easy in theory – until you factor in the curse that compels all nine Braddock children to try and kill each other on sight.
Once Micah would have laughed at the idea any of his brothers or sisters would ever hurt him. Sure, they had their squabbles. Trent was kind of an asshole. Alice always had her nose in everyone’s business, Serena thought she was better than everyone else, and Rowan never could figure out when his jokes weren’t funny and he needed to shut the hell up. But secrets bond kids tighter than mere blood ever could, and nothing makes for a better secret than growing up with magic.
They didn’t know where it came from, why it never worked the same way twice. Cam thought it was alive. They opened a door to let it out, and once it came through it did whatever it wanted. Each Braddock sibling opened the door with a different ‘key’ – Megan’s magic used fingerprints, Alice’s mirrors, the others shadows, blood, tears, echoes, coins, pictures and dust. Sometimes shadows made Trent invisible, other times they carried him halfway around the world. Sometimes Katey could make people hear voices that weren’t there, other times she was like a living echo, barely there herself. It was magic. It wasn’t supposed to make sense. So they let it be and just enjoyed the ride.
Then Katey came home broken one night two years ago. The first victim of the curse that led to them hunting each other across the globe in a deadly version of hide and go seek. But even as she shattered windows with the echoes of thunder, broke their mother’s sanity under the weight of a million whispered voices wailing for her ears alone, they looked for no further explanation. It’d been foolish of them to reap its rewards without thinking they’d ever pay a price, and now the magic had come to collect.
Micah would give anything to go back to the way things were, but two years on his own have taught him some things are too good to be true. Then Trent and Serena tell him there’s another family with the magic out there. Who view them as rivals, and unleashed this curse on them in hopes they’d take each other out. Who even stole their memories of their father and why they are the way they are. There are answers. A way to undo the curse and have their family back. An enemy they can fight. Vengeance. Absolution. A return to innocence.
And all it takes is trusting the family that’s spent the last two years trying to kill him.
Some things, not even magic can do.
A YA fantasy complete at 85,000 words, Dust to Dust is a story about growing up too fast, finding the strength to forgive, and loving your family even after they hurt you more than anyone else ever could.
Now off to comment on other query letter entries, entries in Ebyss's contest, finish this chapter of Gilt so I can ship it off to Anne Marie before her fearsome shark icon swallows me whole in one big gulp, and do a million bajillion other things. Like, the six auditions I have this week. After the five I had last week. I don't know WHAT is going on there, btw, as pilot season is in full swing and there's not supposed to be anywhere NEAR this many roles casting right now, and its all very bizarre and I'm very confuzzled and a wee bit sick. And two of the auditions this week are dance auditions. This does not bode well. LOL. Oh well.
Speaking of, a couple of people were talking to me along those lines earlier, so I thought I'd throw it out there. What do you guys think? Do you like your writing blogs popping up in your google readers or what have you with actual writing content, or do you like some diversifying? I've been trying to keep the blog relatively free of the acting side of things since I didn't consider it relevant to what most of you are drifting around the blogosphere, but if there is actual interest in the random day to day crap that goes along with being an aspiring/semi-working actor, I'm happy to ramble along those lines as well. Particularly if anyone has any specific questions or areas they've ever wondered about how things work, or something like that.