It's time for me to start working on my novel's query letter. I'm not done editing it yet, but I'm getting close. And no, I won't send out the query until I'm completely done editing.
Queries are always difficult. You would think that after writing back cover copy for fiction and non-fiction for the 7 years that it would be easy. Unfortunately, when it comes to my own book, it's not. At all.
So imagine my delight when the first few lines for a query popped into my head this morning. Unfortunately, I was driving in traffic after taking my daughter to school. Let me rephrase that. I was driving in morning rush hour traffic. Translated, this means: you better watch what you're doing.
As I didn't want to pull over and write down those two sentences, I kept repeating them to myself over and over again on the way home. Thankfully, by the time I pulled into the driveway, I hadn't forgotten them.
It's moments like these that I love - when inspiration strikes, no matter where you are or what you might be doing. It's one of the joys of writing.
Ever had inspiration strike in an odd place?
Monday, August 25, 2014
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I've had that happen many times. I've even pulled into a parking lot on occasion to write down the idea before it flits away. The worst, though, is when ideas come to me in the pool when I'm swimming laps. With no way to record them, I just have to hope they come back to me when I need them.
ReplyDeleteOh - now that would be hard, to try and remember ideas while you're swimming! No recording devices are readily available for something like that. :)
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