Friday, December 15, 2006
You know your life's a bore when...
...your plans for Friday night are to mix up a pitcher of egg nog and snuggle before a warm computer to read the Annual Christmas Crapometer.
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21 comments:
and you know it's nerve racking when you are preparing your hook aforementioned event
heh heh, cm allison. I hear you. Been helping a friend prep hers. I'm not indulging for this crapometer. Miss Snark beat the **** out of me last year. I learned enough to be past the need for this one.
*she says while spitting between the index and middle finger of her right hand while she simultaneously tosses salt over her left shoulder*
Not indulging, either. Nothing to show her, and not brave enough to whip something up for the occasion.
Um...it seems I lied. I did send something a little bit ago. It's a different project then the current one.
She still has 479 to do. I hope she doesn't kick my a** when she reads it.
I never send one in. Why bother? I learn so much from MG's mistakes.
*runs as fast as I can and hides under a pile of cupcakes*
I sent one in too! I was one of the early ones, I thought I'd catch her in a better mood! :) It's been fun and wow... there are so many!
The hard thing about reading some of those is that I can see myself. But that's a good thing too!
We are the boring twins.
I too was drinking eggnog and reading the Crapometer.
heh.
P.S. Was that YOU? HH 43? I thought so.
Nope. HH 43 wasn't me, but it did have me laughing. You'll recognize mine when it goes up, three or four weeks from now.
I saw yours, Rashenbo. Are you going to do anything differently now, based on Miss Snark's comments?
Saw that over at your blog, Dink. I can't believe the person who ragged on Miss Snark.
Bill, I can see myself a year ago in a lot of these, which is why I'm ever grateful for these crapometers. Hopefully, my hook writing technique has improved. I can honestly say that what interest my current project has generated is mostly due to the opening pages and not my suck-a** query.
Thank goodness for agents able to see past the mistakes.
Speaking of that project - I'm back to it.
Dana, I agree. It's so much easier to learn from Mindy's mistakes. ;)
Hello, Mindy, Friend-of-Dink! Ta-da, you won my contest. I have a copy of CHA-CHA CHIMPS ready to mail as soon as you email me an address.
juliadurango AT yahoo DOT com.
p.s. Fear not the Crap-o-meter! Your blog is great.
YAY Mindy!
Julia stopped by my blog and told me you won--Cha Cha Chimps is an adorable book --it was a big hit with the little person I gave it to. Whoo hoo!
OMG!! I won something!?!?
That never happens. Except Honorable Mentions. I get a lot of Honorable Mentions.
Oh gosh. Now who will I give this book to?
must think must think must think.
Ah, yes - all the way to Saturday night, cup of decaf (where the hell did the Bailey's go?), working my way through Miss Snark,
No, not ready yet - not after last year's three (count 'em, 3 WTF's on my entry) wounds take long to heal.
Really, Ric? My wounds take about five minutes to heal. I just want to know what to do to snag and agent and get a deal. I don't let my ego get in the way of that. She's the lady who knows what's marketable. Since I want to market my work, I listen with both ears.
When I first started writing it was near impossible to get the kind of info that Miss Snark drops on a daily basis on her blog. The other agents are so helpful also. Honestly, it used to be like this secret society. I swore there was a secret handshake, some memo I must have missed or something.
"I swore there was a secret handshake, some memo I must have missed or something."
You mean you didn't hear about that? Huh. Wonder why...
And dear god, if I waited until the crit didn't ouchie any more, I'd never write another damn word. Unfortunately for ya'll, I don't wait for the wounds to heal before I'm back at it again - bit more achy, but hopefully a bit less horrid in the writing department.
HEy, hey, didn't mean to come across that way - was being sarcastic - although on re-reading it, it appears I failed.
The query letters keep going out - and I watch and learn from the agent blogs, using whatever little extra tidbit to show them I've learned the secret handshake.
Didn't want you folks to think a couple WTFs from Miss Snark would make me take my eyes off the prize.
That's a relief, Ric! Because I have the impression that you're close and you always come off as a professional.
The last time I tried to do some secret handshake, I got pregnant.
I don't do secret handshakes anymore.
That was too much information, wasn't it?
Mmmmmm nog....
E. Ann!
Where you been?! I thought you were dead...er...on vacation.
You've got a new profile pic! Lookin' great, lady!
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