Hey!!!!!!!! It hasn’t been 8 months. Who knew?
So… I’m feeling a bit manic right now, so this bloggy posty will probably be very excitable and bouncing around, and less… literary-y. I apologize for offending everyone’s good senses.
Hello. My name is Jennifer and I’m a pitch-aholic.
So far in the last month, I have participated in four pitch contests. #PitchtoPublication, #pg70pit, #pit2pub, and #NewAgent. All driven by/discovered on twitter. I love it. I absolutely love it. I realize that not everyone loves it. But I do. I love posting, connecting with other authors experiencing the same roller coaster of emotions,
liking favoriting, retweeting, stalking the hashtag feeds. It’s sort of an adrenaline rush. It’s definitely nerve wracking. But I just can’t help myself.
My poor fiancee. Seriously. Love her to death. “Enough! With stalking twitter. Stahhhp!” < direct quote. She’s so patient with me when I tell her every little minute detail of feeds and I go through the back and forth of “Oh! This could be my query they’re talking about!” or “…oh…” Frowny face. “This could be my query they’re talking about.” Not to mention. “WAIT! IS THIS MY QUERY? DOES MY QUERY SUCK?! OH GOD! MY QUERY SUCKS, DOESN’T IT?! Why did I query when everyone else is so much better than me? I should just go die in a fire!”
As you may be aware from my last entry… I have never queried before. Never. My sole experience with querying up to this point is through contests. But I’m glad that this was how I started. It gets me excited. It gets me thinking. It makes me take a hard look at my work and compare it with others I find I love and revise. I think this was the right way to go for me.
So, what have the outcomes been, you may ask.
No bites on #pg70pit. I have to say that I was not happy with my 70th page. Actually, the 70th page in the pdf format of my book was quite nice… but that included a title page, dedication page, etc etc… and so was actually the 66th page. Kind of wish I’d played dumb and just submitted it anyway… but I was a good girl. Alas.
#PitchtoPublication officially closes for partial requests tomorrow, though I’m not holding my breath at this point. The editors had a really tough job narrowing 100+ pitches down to a handful they liked. There’s a lot of talent out there. A lot. I’m glad I entered this one because it feeds my hunger… my need to do better. If I don’t think my query, my story, could go up against 100 others and win… then it’s not the best it could be, is it?
#NewAgent… okay… I sorta fibbed on this one. I haven’t entered it yet. Submissions actually open about 45 minutes from now, but I have my query email all set up and ready to hit “send.” I’ll let you know how that goes.
I saved the best for last. #pit2pub Jennifer sat at her keyboard with a wide grin on her face. Nervous, excitable energy tingled in her fingertips, making it difficult to focus on what she was doing and write a blog post that wasn’t fit for a five year old on a sugar rush. I GOT REQUESTS!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Okay, I’m done.
Wait, nope. EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Okay… now I’m done.
Actually… even as I write this… I just received
2 3 more requests. The way it works? You polish up a whole buncha 140 character pitches and hashtag them accordingly on Twitter. You can tweet twice per hour and a gaggle of publishers will troll the feed. If they like your pitch… they hit the fancy little star and BOOM… you have a request for a true query.
This… has buoyed me. This contest has been such a high. So far, I have had 3 pitches favorited
4 5 times. (Twice by 2 of the same editors, so they MUST love me, right?)
Now comes the task of putting together my submission materials according to each one’s guidelines… and then it’s more waiting to see if 140 characters magnified to chapters and synopses can continue to hold their interest and get me going on this track to publication.
WAIT! HOLD THE PHONE!
Sorry, my excitement needs outlet.
As I’ve typed this, two members of the Pandamoon Publishing team have followed me on the Tweetspace. Not followed back … straight up followed… found me… wanted to connect… two of them. -hyperventilates- Without liking one of my pitches… which makes me think they’re biding their time. Biding their time and waiting. -peeks at them over my laptop monitor-
Me in cat form.
Fun Fact: If any professional in the literary world, be it author, editor, agent, publisher… likes me in any way… seems to enjoy me… I go all a titter.
Oh… I think I’ll take this moment to plug HootSuite. I’ve never used a platform like this before, but figured scheduling my tweets was the way to go with this contest. It’s been great. I set everything up yesterday, got to map out which pitches I wanted to go at what time… made sure I didn’t go over my 2 per hour… really got to see everything lined up in a coherent way. And today I just sit back, relax, and let it post for me. Brilliant. Check it out. I only ever plug things I absolutely love and wonder how I previously lived without.
So yeah. That’s my life right now. Today… today is a good day.
-insert clever sign off here-