Thursday, April 4, 2013

best intro yet of a query written by me


Last year George R.R. Martin's The Ice Dragon motivated me to try my hand in the fantasy genre.  I worked through start to finish, forty some odd typed pages of text.  It was a complete story and my first, aside from the countless, ever so clever, children's books and or ideas that have passed through my head.  I submitted the story in the usual way, but with a hint of similarity to the owl post that plagued Vernon Dursley.  When I received a handful of replies from the near three dozen queries, "So it goes", I did not despair, but delighted.  I know the routine and some of the feedback; well actually all of it was well received.  Then I read Tolkien, and for the past eight months or longer, I have been rewriting that story, to improve it, and I am completely delving into my fantasy world and ideas.  So as for queries I have made only a handful this time around, and the story is not finished, but most certainly will be when I conclude it.  Of course I would love for my story to be welcomed into the published world, but that is only up to me if I self publish, which I have looked into as well.  So I happened across your name and your agency, and found a similarity, you see the story is intended for a middle grade and or perhaps young adult audience.  With all of that said, I will now tell you about the story itself.

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

dear god it is now coming out of both ends......have a look!

i quit my job today

perhaps tomorrow i shall beg a reprieve

it matters not

for my employer is me

mind vomit.....i swear if not for my children i would be buried in an unmarked grave....so here's what i just came up with:

if the day was truly warm

i would be beyond my door

from bees that swarm and other evils
i would not hide

but the sun, she lies

so we sit indoors
or rather we die

Wednesday, January 23, 2013

a fairer place


i weep at what i see, words and feelings conveyed so easily

i have neither tongue nor hands to tend such things

a cruelness has evolved into what life need not  be

am i alone in my longing for a fairer place to see

consciousness is all the hope remaining, can that be enough to save me

Wednesday, January 9, 2013

query letter....for writers mostly and publishers with any humor left in them!


To whom it may concern,

I do hope you are not in a foul mood this day.  Your guidelines only allow me this one query, and I must impress, or not, how will I tell you of my story indeed, so you will want to read on?  I have no idea, but what I do know is I am determined and going to write, so very much, that once I’ve mailed this formal representation of myself, which can never do me enough justice, I will be on my way to finishing the story in question.  Imagine Bilbo Baggins as a female child, oh my, are you so very horrified?  Yes a female child in a fantasy role as a leader, sure it’s been done before, but not by me.  Long ago Tatterhood saved the day, and I’m quite sure all of our novels cannot be best sellers, but there is a huge dose of humanity in my story, like other successes, are you willing to seek it?  Anyways, by the time I receive a reply from you, six months, is that still the estimated length of time to reply, I will have my story finished.  It will be approximately 120 typed pages, intended for a middle-grade audience, or younger, if the reader is as impressive as any of my own readers at home.  You may be laughing or offended at this point, but you must admit I have huge dragon balls for a female author, one who is not even published yet and pushing a fantasy story with a leading lady.  I only mention the dragon balls, because there are dragons in the story too.  So far we have a girl who is a queen, dragons, did I mention the evil that is pursuing her?  Well my page is almost up, and I didn’t even say self publish yet, but let me assure you if the first printing press was not invented my hand would be cramped from producing copies of said story. 

Sincerely,

C.C. Lewia

A.K.A. just another author who may never find a place on a shelf (and with all the tripe that sits there, I cannot imagine why!)

 

Sunday, December 9, 2012

Gandalf the White


Gandalf the White

From the fires of hell and shadow that flow into deep waters, where flame is extinguished, you returned, and were carried away by the wings of a lord and delivered to a land that is pure, a timeless land in which you tarried until the day was known.  When a wizard joins the likes of elves and men, the gods do not dwarf his hone.