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Thus Spake Synopsis
I've been looking things up, re-reading the book I have for hours and I still don't think I have a handle on how to write a synopsis or what it should even look like.
I do know that the query was easier, which said, because the query letters were not easy to write. *headdesk*. How is it that it was easier to write a whole novel than to write a three page synopsis?
Luckily for me, some of the agents only ask for the query or the first five pages, so I can probably send those off after I do another run through for spelling/grammar/technical errors in the manuscript and make sure I've got all my agent research done for those folks and that my query letters are as polished as possible.
Still, I can't help the feeling of excitement that's creeping up on me. Sure, the wait will be long. The results will likely be bad. And I'll still be jobless in my one bedroom apartment in Queens looking for anything to pay the bills with, but still. Maybe something good happens. Maybe I get lucky, just a little bit, just this once.
At least I'm trying. I think that's what I'm most thrilled about. I'm really doing this. All my life that I can remember, I wanted this. To write and share what I wrote.
I'm getting on the bike, no training wheels this time. Okay, so maybe I'm going to unceremoniously fall off the bike and into a ditch and scrape my knees and cry like a big baby - but at least I got on and tried to ride. At least I have a bike at all.
However this turns out, I won't regret doing this. I won't regret trying my best. Even if I never get published and I'm nothing but a check out girl at Wal-Mart for eternity or a drone in an office or something for the rest of of my life, I'll always love this best, and I'll always try, and I'll always want to write.
All right, enough with the wishy-washy stuff. I got work to do. This synopsis ain't gonna write itself (I should be so lucky!).
I do know that the query was easier, which said, because the query letters were not easy to write. *headdesk*. How is it that it was easier to write a whole novel than to write a three page synopsis?
Luckily for me, some of the agents only ask for the query or the first five pages, so I can probably send those off after I do another run through for spelling/grammar/technical errors in the manuscript and make sure I've got all my agent research done for those folks and that my query letters are as polished as possible.
Still, I can't help the feeling of excitement that's creeping up on me. Sure, the wait will be long. The results will likely be bad. And I'll still be jobless in my one bedroom apartment in Queens looking for anything to pay the bills with, but still. Maybe something good happens. Maybe I get lucky, just a little bit, just this once.
At least I'm trying. I think that's what I'm most thrilled about. I'm really doing this. All my life that I can remember, I wanted this. To write and share what I wrote.
I'm getting on the bike, no training wheels this time. Okay, so maybe I'm going to unceremoniously fall off the bike and into a ditch and scrape my knees and cry like a big baby - but at least I got on and tried to ride. At least I have a bike at all.
However this turns out, I won't regret doing this. I won't regret trying my best. Even if I never get published and I'm nothing but a check out girl at Wal-Mart for eternity or a drone in an office or something for the rest of of my life, I'll always love this best, and I'll always try, and I'll always want to write.
All right, enough with the wishy-washy stuff. I got work to do. This synopsis ain't gonna write itself (I should be so lucky!).