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by Jim
The biggest news in publishing this week is that the London Book Fair is barely happening because of cursed Icelandic volcano Eyjafjallajokull which, thanks to the NY Times,
I can now pronounce!
But really, I can only say so much about that, so instead, let’s have a contest!
You’ve all surely heard that agents make decisions really fast, and if we aren’t entranced by your writing within 6.2 seconds or somesuch, we’ll just move on to the next thing. This is, for the most part, entirely true. So let’s see how quickly you can win us (and your fellow blog readers) over. Post the first line of your manuscript in the comments below by the end of the day on Thursday, 4/22. I’ll narrow it down to a select group of finalists, and then we’ll have a poll for you to judge who had the best, most intriguing first line.
The winner gets to have their full manuscript considered by yours truly. You don’t even have to query!
Bring it on! And in the meantime, enjoy
this hysterical NPR link about mishaps that has nothing to do with anything.
by Jim
Let’s face it, sometimes you stare at a blank screen, knowing you need to write SOMETHING, and nothing comes to mind.
Yes, dear readers, I’m suffering from writer’s block on the blog (blogger’s block?). So I look to you for inspiration. Go down there to the comments and ask me anything. Pet peeves in a query, favorite Stephen King novel, best pitch ever heard, preferred footwear designer, least favorite colleague (okay, maybe not that one). But you get the picture.
Bombs away!
by Jim
I had a lot of fun/was totally overwhelmed last Monday when
I offered to suggest the next book any commenter should read based on the last five titles they had completed.
Beyond the fact that I love telling people what to do, it was an interesting challenge trying to draw connections between titles individuals had read (often without having read those books myself). And coming up with fresh books to recommend each time was tricky. Happily, since 2007, I have kept a list of everything I read.
For me, reading is a great individual pleasure, and there’s something exceedingly exciting about finding a novel on your own that you just tumble head over heels for. But there is something equally invigorating about finding yourself in a community of readers. I thank everyone who took part for sharing what they’ve read and entering that community for a moment. It was also an exciting opportunity to mentally revisit my own reading habits, and I can say that I’ve been browsing my bookshelves quite a bit over the past week. I was surprised to find that I didn’t recommend anyone read
Prague by Arthur Phillips, a novel I adore and have tried to convince many people to read over the years. For some reason no one ever takes me up on it. So I’ll offer it as a group suggestion. It has one of my favorite openings ever, and there’s a small scene on a funicular over the river between Buda and Pest that thrilled me so much I can still remember the first time I read it.
One of the most interesting comments (I thought) came from Michael who noted: “Too lazy to check for myself but of all the books mentioned in the last five read list, has any book been mentioned by more than one reader? So much for the idea we all are reading today's ‘Bestsellers’.”
Good question! I went through all the lists and counted. Five books were read by three people. They were:
Laurie Halse Anderson’s
WintergirlsKathryn Stockett’s
The HelpJames Dashner’s
The Maze Runner (repped by our very own Michael Bourret)
Gail Carriger’s
Soulless Carrie Ryan’s
The Forest of Hands and Teeth (repped by yours truly)
Soulless totally surprised me. Two books that agents here represent makes sense since our readers might share an interest in…you know, us.
Wintergirls and
The Help are great big books that have gotten tons of attention.
Soulless doesn’t seem to have those characteristics, which makes it kind of exciting. Are we seeing a book in the process of really breaking out? Go Gail Carriger!
And then one series truly set itself apart: seven people had read either
The Hunger Games or its sequel
Catching Fire. Rock on, Suzanne Collins. I haven’t loved a YA series more since
Harry Potter. I root for the success of these books as a reader and a fan.
But let’s get to the MOST exciting part of my suggestions: the ones people have already taken! Three people have been in touch so far to let me know that they read what I suggested. How’d it go? Well…two hits and a miss.
Kristi had this to say: “I don't often read books involving male protagonists but I absolutely loved "Someday This Pain Will Be Useful to You." It was a quick read but has stayed with me for several days and I love it when books do that to me.” Yay! This makes me happy.
About
We Have Always Lived in the Castle,
Joan offered this: “I loved it from the first page: “Everyone else in my family is dead.” And the magic continued throughout
by Jim
A few days back, John Warner, one of the commentators for The Tournament of Books,
offered up a service. If you listed the last five books you had read, he would tell you what you should read next.
It sprang from a discussion about how we decide to choose what we read when we each know darn well that we’ll never get through every book out there. So a lot of folks stick with what they expect to like and might miss out on some great reads.
Unable to turn down something like this, I listed the last five books I had read (that weren’t work related). Warner suggested I read
Await Your Reply by Dan Chaon. I groaned a bit since I had read a collection of Chaon’s short stories a few years back and was underwhelmed. I wouldn’t have picked his new novel up on my own without the recommendation, but I grabbed it that night and finished it this weekend. It’s a literary whodunit that is enervating and upsetting, beautiful and bleak. I loved it.
All of this said, the Tournament of Books commentators and readers seem to have a distinct literary fiction bias. The proportion of readers who included Sam Lipsyte’s
The Ask in their past five was very telling (which is not an insult—it was in mine!). Knowing that we have readers who write across genres and for very different target audiences, I’d love to try to recreate Warner’s experiment here and see what the results are. What I’ll
try to do (and I have no idea how this will work in practice) is recommend a little outside the box. Maybe an adult novel to someone whose last five reads were YA. Or a thriller to someone who skews more romantic. Or maybe there’s another book just like the ones you list that I’ll think you absolutely have to read. I will try to recommend only books that I have read but may have to turn it over to colleagues or our readers if I feel stumped. So let’s see if this works: just promise that you’ll let me know if and when you actually read the book—y’all
can find my email address!
Update: A little confusion--sorry for my lack of clarity! Post the titles in the comments, and I'll give the recommendation there. You should email me if you read the book and/or want to chat about my choice!
by Jim
It’s my opinion that one of the elements that trips writers up more than any other is dialogue. Understandably so. Creating independent voices for each of your characters is hard enough. Also making sure that the natural flow of conversation is always present while simultaneously using it to move the plot forward? That’s damn tricky.
I went looking for
a handy set of guidelines for dealing with dialogue and found a really impressive one on About.com. Who knew?
As always when it comes to writing, the rules are made to be broken, and blah, blah, blah. But really…follow the rules. They’re pretty dead on.
by Jim
Peter Miller has been logging interesting reports from the South by Southwest Interactive festival in Austin.
This one in particular amuses me. We in publishing are obviously concerned with the future of epublishing and where the ebook will take us. But those folks who seem to think we’re all on the Titanic after it hit the iceberg are all a bit too panicky for my taste.
No matter how many twits are tweeting or how many people buy the unbelievably badly named iPad; whether books will develop interactivity in the electronic age or formats actually become open, this remains a business about the written word.
It’s so
now to be convinced that the industry is outmoded and to cast about blame rather than looking for actual solutions. It’s nice to see someone at SXSWi with an open mind toward the potential developments of the future who also isn’t about to ignore the fact that publishing has already survived other potentially crushing developments like movies and television.
I’m excited to see whatever the future looks like, as long as I can keep reading.
by Jim
(For details on Slush Week, see Chasya's introduction.)
Let’s all take a look at the query on its own first, and then I’ll break it down with my comments inserted after the jump!Dear SLUSH WEEK SUBMISSIONS,
Half-Angel, Half-Demon, Alexsi Marks must balance the war between Heaven and Hell, without losing her soul in the process...
For Alexsi, life is challenging, if routine, until the night a demon tries to kill her. Finding out about her parentage is a shock, but learning she has both demonic and angelic magic opens the door to truth and shadows. When her friends are attacked and her apartment cleaned out-the jerks even took her damn cat-Alexsi has no choice but to follow the mysterious, alluring James and flee to the Sanctuary, a haven for those with angel blood. It doesn't keep her safe from her dreams, however, or the sexy demon Declan from trying to seduce her. Alexsi faces distrust and anger on all sides, leading to a challenge beyond the gates of Heaven, or Hell. She must overcome those trying to kill her, while walking a fine line between her good side and her wicked one.
WHERE ANGELS TREAD is an Urban Fantasy complete at 99k words. I am a finalist in the Houston RWA chapter's 2010 Emily Award, Paranormal Romance category. My memberships include RWA, FFnP, Online Romance Writers and my local chapter Desert Rose, as well as East Valley Writers.
Thank you for your time and consideration. I have included XXX per your submission guidelines.
Sincerely,
(Author's name)
Dear SLUSH WEEK SUBMISSIONS,
Half-Angel, Half-Demon, Alexsi Marks must balance the war between Heaven and Hell, without losing her soul in the process...
I have a few concerns about this opening. I question the capitalization of “Angel” and “Half-Demon,” and the ellipsis bothers me: it feels gimmicky. Just use the period. We know there’s more to come. My bigger concern is with “must balance the war between Heaven and Hell.” What’s she balancing the war with?For Alexsi, life is challenging, if routine, until the night a demon tries to kill her. (
This sentence feels a little clunky. First, starting with “life is challenging, if routine” doesn’t really tell us much. It feels a bit like filler. Try something like, “Alexsi lives a normal life until the night…” or “Alexsi’s life becomes challenging the night…”) Finding out about her parentage is a shock
(finding out what about her parentage? We can guess she’s discovering that her parents are an angel and a demon, but that isn’t actually stated), but learning she has both demonic and angelic magic opens the door to truth and shadows
(“the door to truth and shadows” could be a lovely metaphor, but it’s a little vague here. You’re working under such space constraints. Why not just tell us: “Alexsi learns that she is the offspring of an angel and a demon and possesses the magical abilities of both of her parents.”). When her friends are attacked and her apartment cleaned out-the jerks even took her damn cat-Alexsi has no choice but to follow the mysterious, alluring James and flee to the Sanctuary, a haven for those with angel blood.
(Who is James? How did she find Sanctuary? Are her friends attacked because of who/what Alexsi is? The biggest challenge in queries is deciding which information to share. You’re parsing so much material into a paragraph. You really need to focus on clarity and making the story as understandable as possible. I feel like you’re trying to focus on the exciting elements here, which makes sense, but you’re letting that get in the way of comprehensibility). It doesn't keep her safe from her dreams, however, or the sexy demon
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Story time! In January 2008, I received a query for a historical romance novel from an author who was friends with one of my clients and critique partners with another client of the agency. I do represent romance novels and have expressed that I’m open to historicals, but it’s not a subgenre I work in often. That aside, the author, Darcy Burke, had crafted an excellent query, and it didn’t hurt that she had references. So I requested and read her novel
Glorious.
The novel was quite strong, but I decided to pass. For a real peek behind the curtain, here’s the letter I sent Darcy passing on the project:
Dear Darcy,Thanks much for the opportunity to consider Glorious
, which I read with great interest. Unfortunately, I’m going to be passing at this time.This was a tough one for me. You’re obviously a talented writer, and this could very well be a marketable manuscript. That said, historical romance is a category that I really don’t know. When I venture into new genres for the first time, it has to be with a book that I’m completely blown away by. Without that driving passion, my inexperience in the category prevents me from being the best possible agent for the project. Though I did very much enjoy this read, I’m not ultimately convinced enough in my own ability to place this successfully in order to offer you representation.Sorry not to have better news on this one. I do hope you’ll keep me in mind in the future.
All best,
JimHappily, Darcy did keep me in mind. Over the next year or two, she worked on a new novel, still historical romance, called
The Earl's Obsession, and she queried me anew on December 21 of last year. I requested it the day before we closed for the holidays and read it over Christmas in Colorado.
The Earl's Obsession did exactly what it needed to do for me. It introduced me to two incredible lead characters—the arrogant Earl of Saxton, Jasper, and the orphaned seamstress Olivia—who registered so fully and naturally that I couldn’t help rooting for them, even as they often provided their own biggest obstacles. They were flawed, passionate, obstinate people, matched in the strength of their convictions, if not the convictions themselves.
But then Darcy did herself one better: rather than just give me characters that felt fresh and new, she conquered the greatest challenge of genre writing: making the outcome of the plot unpredictable while also managing to satisfy the reader. It might come as a surprise in a romance novel if the two romantic leads don’t end up together, but it wouldn’t be a
happy surprise. On the flip side, if you’re slogging through 300 pages just waiting for the inevitable, you’ll be bored silly. Darcy kept me on my toes with enough flips, twists, and turns to keep me fully engaged all the way, while also knowing that I was in the most confident of hands.
I offered to represent Darcy the day we got back from the holidays. Happily, she said yes! Right now, she’s working on some light editorial feedback that I sent her way, and we’ll be taking the project out to editors shortly. Fingers will remain tightly crossed.
Now, I don’t want to give the impression that I only sign on people who were referred. Sure, Darcy knows one of my clients. Still, if I didn’t love her novel, it wouldn’t be to either of our advantage for me to offer to sign her on. Most of my clients did come straight from the slush pile. What I think this particular story illustrates, though, is that if an agent leaves a door open to resubmit in the future, they mean it. Trust me: I’m not asking everyone to send me more material. Just because the fit isn’t right yet doesn’t mean it won’t be.
I’m excited to share Darcy’s work with editors in t
by Jim
I’d never seen Elmore Leonard’s list of ten writing rules before today. If it so happens that you haven’t either, I direct you to the
Gotham Writers’ Workshop’s website. I came across the list via Mark Sarvas’s blog
The Elegant Variation where he derides Leonard’s advice as “unhinged dipshitery.” I disagree. Now, of course we all know that rules are made to be broken, but there’s an awful lot of good sense here. And beyond that, Leonard’s a far better writer than Sarvas (in my opinion!). And #1: “Never open a book with weather?” That’s just great advice.
Leonard’s real point is that anything that can be cut should be cut. No one wants to see writing just for writing’s sake. So cut out the flibber-flabber and send us a novel that’s tight!
And, of course, take these things with a grain of salt. And look again to
the advice of the other authors that Stacey pointed out on Friday. No one knows how you work, so there are no perfect answers, but it’s always good to take a look at the advice of others, especially those you respect, and sort out the good from the bad for yourself. But do take EVERY piece of Margaret Atwood’s advice because she’s delightful and would never lead you astray.
by Jim
In one of those ideas so simple that you can’t figure out why no one else thought of it sooner,
publisher HCI is launching a real life romance series. Actual love stories will be turned into romance novels—it’s sort of the book version of reality TV.
There’s something kind of fantastic about the idea of reading romance novels where what happens between the covers not only CAN happen but already did.
Or am I wrong? Will the real life couple out there ruin the fantasy of it all? I personally think it could be a super idea.
by Jim
Since
Jane already noted the high stakes, high drama standoff between Amazon and Macmillan, and
Rachel already discussed the death of J.D. Salinger (anyone else think he’s totally overrated?), I wasn’t quite sure what to blog about today. Then I found
this pretty fascinating article from the
Denver Post about the author’s role in publicizing their own work.
Tama Kieves might be a little hyperbolic with regard to her readers (“They thank God for me and I thank God for them,”) but she makes a number of solid points about the need for authors to take on a distinct amount of the burden of publicizing their book.
Though Kieves is prepared to “walk across the desert for this book,” most people don’t have the time, energy, or financial backing to be able to make PR a full time job. That said, self-promotion is a big part of the business. And though the tone of a lot of publicity discussions is increasingly negative (my publisher didn’t send me on tour, I don’t understand why Oprah hasn’t called, etc.), I think it’s actually a really exciting time to be published.
Social networking sites make spreading the word about your work cheaper and easier than ever. And for those authors who are on the shyer end, you don’t even need to actually speak to anyone to get the job done! Sure, publicity budgets may be decreasing, and your publisher might not set you up in a fancy hotel before your
Today show appearance, but there is a rabid group of readers out there almost asking to be directed towards new work.
by Jim
Long time followers of our blog
may remember that
I’m a giant fan of
any awards shows or competitions. And if it wasn’t exciting enough that it’s Oscar season, the Olympics are coming, and the Australian Open is going on, the
Morning News recently revealed the judges and competing titles for
their annual Tournament of Books.
It’s a sort of predictable bunch of literary fiction with limited concessions to commercialism (
The Help sold a ton of copies) and some other trend (last year featured a YA title, this year it’s a graphic novel). But who cares?! It’s a contest that acknowledges how arbitrary it is, AND that gets people engaged in a dialogue about books. So I don’t mind that my favorite book of last year (
This Is Where I Leave You by Jonathan Tropper) didn’t make the shortlist. Or that what I thought was the most overrated book of last year did (
Lowboy by John Wray, how twee and dull I found you).
Instead, I’m going to celebrate that I’ve already read four of the sixteen competing titles (also including
Let the Great World Spin;
Everything Ravaged, Everything Burned; and
Miles from Nowhere). Then I’ll pretend I’m going to read the other twelve, get through maybe two of them, and follow the tournament like a bookie at the races.
by Stacey
I think it's so interesting to
learn how people got to
where they are. I guess everyone has a story to tell. It might be a stretch, but I'll start at the beginning by saying that my agenting career, or at least the path there, began when I was a professional child actor starting back in the early 80s. I worked with an agent then and got to understand a bit about what they did, and I was also faced with an enormous amount of rejection! During college, I wasn't sure what I wanted to do, having spent so much of my childhood in front of the camera, so I studied film, and psychology. Upon graduation, I felt a little lost, like most post-grads do, and found a couple of internships in NY in film development, essentially looking for books to be adapted into movies. I eventually landed jobs at PolyGram Filmed Entertainment and Hearst Entertainment, where I scouted for books-to-film, and got to knows agents, editors, and the book biz in general. I realized pretty quickly that trying to pursue a career in film in New York was an almost insurmountable challenge. I knew it couldn't last because of how dispensable these New York film offices were, and so I planned to move to LA to infiltrate myself deeper into the world of film. With one foot practically out the door, I met my now-husband on a blind date and decided the west coast move was out, and I took a long look at what I wanted to do and realized that an agenting career, or at least a job at an agency, was the right direction for me to take.
When the opportunity to work with the esteemed Jane Dystel came up, my then-boss and mentor at Hearst recommended I jump on it. In February, 1999, a new and exciting chapter in my life began. I have to admit the first year or so was rocky, trying to learn my way around with no clients, lots of admin to handle (a highlight of which was hiring Jim and Michael, and I'm sticking to my story about Michael's blue hair!), and little understanding of what this side of the business was really all about. I remember hearing Jane and Miriam talk so fast about so many things in our morning meetings and wondered if I'd ever really get the language of book publishing. But I was intrigued and up to the challenge, and before long, Jane started passing projects my way. I eventually started coming up with my own book ideas, signed up my first client, and submitted my first project to editors. The moment when I got the call that an editor was "running numbers" on a proposal I'd submitted, I thought I was having a heart attack my heart was beating so fast. I was hooked. One project led to another, and before long, I was selling lots of books in all kinds of different categories. And I was loving every minute of it. I think that being an agent is a little like being a drug or a gambling addict (in a healthy way)--you are always on the prowl for that high you get from selling books, and you never know when that big hit is going to come your way. And of course, once you start, it's hard to stop.
Now almost eleven years later, I can say without pause that I am doing what I love, and feel rewarded in big and small ways with the work that I do. I am very grateful for the opportunities that Jane and Miriam have given me here over the years, and that they believed in me even when I didn't believe in myself. I feel truly lucky that I have found a career that is satisfying and fulfilling in ways I didn't think possible when my journey began so long ago. I have four kids at home now, and I love them enormously, but my extended publishing family of
by Jim
I just discovered Adrienne Kress’s delightful blog this morning, and she
has posted a list of four questions to ask yourself before you query that can assure you’re in the top 10% of submissions.
From an agent’s point of view, she’s totally right. You look at the numbers, and they can be incredibly discouraging. Yes, agents turn down 99% of what they see. But the chances are that since you’ve gotten this far—that you’re reading an agency blog, that you’re doing
research—you’re already at the head of the pack. I say the same thing anytime I speak at writers’ conferences. You wouldn’t believe how much material we get that is so off-base or utterly baffling. Seeing writers show up for conferences or visit our websites and educate themselves on the business of publishing…it’s incredibly encouraging.
Of course, maybe I say this here, but you’ve already queried and gotten a form rejection letter. Does that mean we bundled you in with the people who have no idea what they’re doing? Well, no. The fact of the matter is that sometimes I see a perfectly adequate query letter for a project that sounds a lot like something else I represent. Or I see the right kind of novel for me, but it deals with some topic I can’t stand like parrots or something (note: I have no actual aversion to parrots. It’s just a bad example). Because we do get hundreds of queries a week (that’s really not an exaggeration), we can’t necessarily take the time to differentiate between the queries that were perfectly good but not quite right or the ones by people who seem unacquainted with ideas like sentences and commas.
So what does it mean? I’m such a broken record, but it means keep trying. I’ve always felt that books that deserve to get published do eventually make it through. It may not be an easy road, and it may not be a fast one. You may not even realize until you write your next book that THAT’S the one that is meant to be your debut. But if you keep going, eventually you’ll break through if you’re meant to.
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I figure it’s my turn to explain why it is I do what I do, as
Jane,
Jim,
Lauren,
Chasya, and
Rachel have—if only to satisfy the clients who keep asking when I’d do one of these!
It all started at the end of the last decade, December of 1999. It was my senior year, and I really needed a job. I had no idea what to do, and was thinking of finding something in retail, as I love a good discount. But my friend Jim McCarthy told me that the literary agency where he was interning was looking for another paid intern. Now, Jim had told me what he was doing, but frankly I never quite understood. These people were agents for authors? Why did authors need agents? And isn’t publishing for rich kids who want a hobby career? Though I didn’t think it was the job or industry for me, I figured it couldn’t hurt to go in and interview.
Like Jim, I was interviewed by Stacey Glick. If you talk to her, she’ll tell you that I had blue hair at the time. This is not true. I had bright, bleached-blond hair. The blue hair came later. (And the blue dye largely ran out of my hair when I had to make a delivery to one of our most important clients in the pouring rain that summer.) I believe she hired me on the spot, and I started working Friday of the same week.
I had no idea what I was doing in the beginning. I did what people requested, paid lots of attention, and started asking questions. Slowly, but surely, I came to be very interested and involved in what was going on at the agency. I’d loved books growing up, but I’d not been the same kind of reader in college. It was great to get back to reading things that were fresh, new and contemporary. And, as I looked around, I liked what I saw: a group of smart, creative, engaged, interesting people helping authors manage their careers. Just a few short months later, I was hooked—on publishing, agenting, and DGLM. When Jane and Miriam offered me a job in September of that year, I was honored, and I jumped at the chance.
When I started full-time, I was doing much of what I did as an intern, along with managing royalties and helping Jane with submissions. But quickly, I took on new responsibilities. I began assisting the rights director, learning the ins and outs of the foreign and domestic rights markets. When she left the agency a few years later, I took over the agency’s rights, eventually attending the London Book Fair with Jane and selling rights around the world. At the same time, I was building a list of my own, something Jane encouraged me to do within my first year at the agency. I started representing children’s books at Jane’s suggestion, something I was unsure of at the time(!). But quickly I found that I had a passion for middle grade and YA books, and my career as an agent really took off then. Several years ago now, I became a full agent, and the talented Lauren Abramo took over as our rights director, freeing me up to focus on my own projects.
Last year I was very excited to be promoted to vice president at the agency, and just as pleased this past December when I moved to Los Angeles to open a West Coast office for DGLM. I tell people all the time—I’d never have had these opportunities at any other agency or in any other job, and I’m forever grateful to Jane for that.
Our industry is going through big, drastic, challenging changes, and I’m glad that Jane, Miriam, the rest of the DGLM staff and I are working together to attack them head-on. My ten-year journey with the agency has been full of amazing experiences and opportunities, and I am just as enthusiastic about the ten
by Jim
I was going to blog
about this on Monday after the delightful and amazing Michelle Rowen called my attention to it. At the time, much of the content was missing from the web. Thank you,
Guardian, for hunting it down.
Long story Twitter-short: Bad Amazon review makes author lose damn mind!
I can totally relate to Flood’s opinion here that watching an author have a spectacular public meltdown can be incredibly compelling stuff. Know what makes it even more special for an agent? Their clients’ lack of involvement!
This whole saga is really worth tracking through for examples of what never to do once you’re a published author. Don’t get defensive. Don’t respond to reviews on Amazon. And for gods’ sake, DON’T blame your editor!!
Like Neil Gaiman, I will claim not to be posting this because it’s funny in a tragic way (even though it totally is) but because it’s an extreme reminder of why the heat of the moment is NOT when to respond to one’s critics.
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by Miriam
Every once in a while a celebrity news story morphs into a veritable hydra-headed monster of a tabloid saga. And, given my love for that particular brand of infotainment, I am usually sucked in right along with the other readers of
Us Weekly,
People, and, yes,
Star. So, you know I’ve been bouncing from one blog to another for the last couple of weeks following the supernova of a meltdown that is the Tiger Woods saga. Same thing happened with the Eliot Spitzer, Mark Sanford and John Edwards gossip fests. The rubber necking fascination for grown men behaving badly never seems to wane, despite the fact that at this point it seems more the norm than the exception. Fame/Money + Unbridled Ego = Tabloid story in the making.
So, whenever one of these events turns into the usual circus, my colleagues and I immediately think “Is there a book in this?” And, of course, there usually is. In fact, there are usually 10 books. So, how do you decide whether to jump on the ambulance chasing wagon, track down a writer and loose them on the story or take a chance on the “insider” account by one of the members of the disgraced figure’s entourage, his ex-whatever, or his second grade teacher or simply keep watching from afar. The answer is tricky and it depends on what kind of agent/agency you are.
Generally speaking, we take on books that we think we’re going to be able to sell because we don’t get paid for our efforts unless we do. Given that simple premise, it doesn’t make sense to run through hoops in order to try to make a book about one of these scandals happen unless (a) that book is going to offer revelations that are truly not to be found in the 24/7 coverage by blogs, magazines, newspapers, and tv shows (b) there is serious analysis of the situation and its more universal implications by a writer who has strong credentials and who is not just going to do a clip job restating the obvious and (c) one of the main players is willing to sell out his mother for a book deal and really does know where the bodies are buried. Ultimately, though, it’s one thing to be titillated by these kinds of stories while eating your Cheerios and quite another to spend the time, energy and dedication it takes to get a book published on a narrative that will soon be supplanted by the next celebrity/politician/sports star behaving badly. And, sometimes, despite the potential monetary windfall, the subject is just too distasteful to pursue--I don’t think anyone here would have repped OJ Simpson’s book (
except perhaps Jim), even though we all would strenuously defend an agent’s choice to do so.
If you were agents would you try to sell a Tiger Woods book right now?
by Jim
The
Wall Street Journal has
an article on a letter that Random House CEO Markus Dohle sent out to agents on Friday. In the letter, Dohle casually mentioned his belief that Random House owns the digital rights to their entire backlist. Slow down, Smokey!
There’s a reason that almost all good publishing contracts include language that rights which are not specifically being acquired are reserved to the author. That language was placed there for the author’s protection specifically in the event of developments like electronic publishing technology—forms that couldn’t be foreseen at the time of the contract’s initial signing.
To say that electronic rights are suddenly included in the phrase “book form” is disingenuous. If that’s the case, why did later contracts go on to specifically list electronic publishing rights as negotiable terms in addition to the printed book rights? It’s also impossible to argue that ebooks were considered part of traditional book rights well before they were even a twinkle in Amazon’s eye.
We’re seeing a lot of publishers engaging in these sorts of rights grabs now and a lot of them are using semantics to pretend they’ve always had rights that were not, in fact, included in the purview of the original contract. And it isn’t just limited to ebooks. It makes sense that in times of economic troubles, publishers will be trying to hold onto absolutely every potential source of income that they can. But that doesn’t make it right or acceptable.
There’s a whole lot more conversation that’s a’comin’ on this one. Stay tuned.
by Stacey
As we're coming up on the new year and end of a very tumultuous decade, and looking at lots of book lists, like
Jim's recent post, this
piece from this week's New York magazine made me think about my favorite novel of the past 10 years. The book that popped into my head was
Little Children by Tom Perrotta. Loved that book (a lot better than the movie version). It's a very compelling and real look at serious suburban dysfunction. It's funny, but also achingly sad, and the seemingly simple plot unfolds in surprising ways that subtly suggest this book is not, nor was it ever, going to have a fairy tale ending. Perrotta is a talented and versatile writer who I am always eager to read something new from. What's your favorite book of the last decade?
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Another excellent question from one of our readers:What are the biggest mistakes writers make when pitching their work at a writers' conference?
Answer:I asked around to several other agents here to find out what sorts of things make writers stand out to them during pitch sessions--and not in a good way. These were some of their replies:
I think the biggest issue I have is when people over-rehearse. It sounds so phony and it's not engaging. I want people to talk naturally about their work, and while they should be able to do so easily, I don't want it to sound like they're reading from cue cards (or even worse, ACTUALLY reading from note cards).
-Michael
I don't know that I'd classify it as a big mistake, but I don't like it when pitches go on too long, they need to be concise, and it's hard to be objective when the pitcher gets really emotional, so I'd say keep it professional.
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I’d say the biggest mistake is pitching a book that isn’t done: not complete, not revised, not read by a critique group or trusted friends and then revised again. It’s a waste of everyone’s time. An author that has a pitch session lined up before figuring out that they should have been further along in the process is better off taking the time to ask more general questions than pitching a book the agent can’t consider that the author might never complete—or that might be a very different book by the time they do finish.
-Lauren
I’d say being completely and utterly terrified. Or too reliant on a script. People trip themselves up and forget that all they really have to do is talk about their book. It’s better to be enthusiastic and calm than it is to be super-precise. Oh, and don’t bring props.
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Oh, jeez. The New York Times has released their list of 100 Notable Books of 2009. As is always the case when this comes out, I feel a touch overwhelmed. It’s exciting to know that there are always more great books out there to be read, but at times it gets a bit daunting that you can never even hope to catch up. Or is that just me?
I already have Let the Great World Spin and The Year of the Flood set aside for my holiday break reading. And I want to read Half-Broke Horses and Wolf Hall. And Follow Me sounds fascinating. Ack!
Anyone else excited or frustrated by year end lists? See any titles that for sure should be skipped?
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I’m glad someone finally found a way to effectively help writers meet deadlines: the threat of punishment.
Write or Die. Because sometimes encouragement just doesn’t cut it anymore.
(via Nathan Bransford)
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It’s Thanksgiving and every year at this time especially, I think about what I am thankful for.
One of the main things I am thankful for is our team at Dystel & Goderich Literary Management. They really are the best at what they do:
Miriam Goderich--Partner, Senior Vice President and Editorial Director: The foundation of our company, a great editorial and administrative mind with an awesome sense of humor. I am so thankful that she is my partner and very close friend.
Michael Bourret--Vice President: A tireless agent; an incredibly hard worker and a risk taker. Michael is setting up a California office of DGLM. I have such admiration for him and am rooting for his success.
Jim McCarthy: A brilliant editorial mind and a superb agent, Jim has incredibly good taste and a wonderful sense of humor. I am constantly astounded by Jim’s insights and so proud of his enormous growth over the years and his recent successes.
Stacey Glick--Vice President: A terrific agent with a growing list of practical non-fiction, Stacey has a very good nose and is incredibly persistent. I am constantly amazed at all that Stacey accomplishes in her increasingly busy life and thankful to have her as part of our team.
Jessica Papin: Jessica is a passionate and amazingly hard working agent who is building a very exciting client list; we are so lucky to have her back.
Lauren Abramo: Our Rights Director and in-house techie as well as an agent in her own right, Lauren is always on top of everything. With a small list of clients, which she is growing carefully, we are very lucky to have her.
Chasya Milgrom: Our Royalties Manager and newest agent, Chasya is building a list and growing beautifully with the agency. I am so thankful to have her with us and to watch her develop as an agent.
Rachel Oakley: My assistant and our newest staff member--I am thrilled to have her here and know she is going to be a huge and important member of our team.
Thank you all for your support, your tenaciousness, your good taste and your wisdom; you all add to my life and to DGLM in enormously important and meaningful ways.
by Jim
Here we are on the eve of
Going Rogue publication, and I know how excited we all are. Harper reportedly plunked down $5 million for the book, which I initially thought was crazy but now think was crazy genius.
Some people love Sarah Palin. I mean...well, I’ve heard that some people do. I live in New York where Republicans are mythical creatures that people report spotting but can never empirically prove the existence of. But the point is, the success of Palin’s book isn’t going to be based on whether the people who love her turn out to buy it. It’s going to have to do with just how much vitriol the people who hate her can muster up against the book.
Let’s face it: liberal columnists and bloggers looooove to hate Sarah Palin. She’s a go-to whipping post, and the
articles lambasting the book are
already hitting the web faster than you can say, “Gotcha!”
Tomorrow promises to be a full media pile-on, and that’s going to send thousands upon thousands of readers to the book store. Palin’s got an Ann Coulter-ish appeal. She’s brash enough that the people who love her admire her spunk and the people who don’t are terrified.
I don’t know whether or not I’m going to buy the book, but I know that I could be swept away by the media frenzy. Whether or not I actually read it, I do know for sure that I’m going to spend more time on the book’s Amazon page watching the frequently hysterical freak-outs from Palin’s most disturbed supporters and detractors. What can I say--I love a good fight.
So who already bought it? Who is boycotting? And better yet--who’s going
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Great contest!
First line of Eternal Knight:
Hadde crouched behind the rotting trunk of a fallen tree.
Oh fun! Here's the 1st line from one of my YA urban fantasy mss:
"Darkness was deceptive - under the blanket of night, it was almost easy to pretend that no one knew she was there, that she was safe."
"Entering the Junior Handlers Dog Show should be fun, may be embarrassing, but Kitty Walker had no idea it would be dangerous, Kitty had bigger worries."
Congratulations on pronouncing the volcano name - I'd need a few more vowels before I even attempt it.
Thanks for this opportunity
A fierce pounding on the door to my room set a tsunami-like jolt of pain rushing through my brain.
Love the NY Times link, although I'm not sure I'd dare try to pronounce it. We just call it "that bloody volcano" here in the UK, anyway.
Awesome contest idea, and great entries so far! I think it would be pointless/unfair of me to enter, as you're already considering my manuscript. Not to mention my first lines suck. Always.
But, just for fun, here's a first line I'd LIKE to start a novel with:
"I sat down to tea with Death, Desire and Rage."
One day.
"This time, Alysseren caught a glimpse of the Inner Sanctum before the reverend caught her."
Lots of awesome first lines posted - many books I'd be interested in reading based on them! Anyway, here is mine, from my YA fantasy The Oracle of Delphi, Kansas:
My mother has been in mental institutions most of my life.
First line, lit fic:
"I've finally figured out my problem: All these years I've wanted - expected - a full moon, every single night."
Here goes nothing:
"I killed my father with a birthday wish."
Does this apply to fiction only?
Here goes!
"He was given the ability to control life and death."
Here's mine; to be overly-analytical it's the first line of my MS but technically two sentences. Will you allow it?
"Sixteen years ago I left Balmer, Alabama as a black boy. I return today as a white man."
Yippee, a contest! I love contests.*G*
"When I was a kid, I found a human skull. But that wasn’t the bad part."
What a fun idea! Here's mine (literary fiction): The summer that Philip Johnston was transformed by the eclipse, wildfires dotted the southern California landscape.
"No one would ever say sensitivity is my forte."
Here goes nothin':
"Perhaps it was the lack of caffeine talking, but they were almost positive the sun was closer than normal."
From my historical horror novel:
"The Jack Ketch," I said from the horse, "where they bringing the bodies?"
My first line isn't all the exciting but here goes...
The Memoirs of the Big Bad Wolf (the title is just a working one)
"The night air was crisp and clean, cool upon her skin."
Well, since I already have an agent, I won't be participating, but it will be a lot of fun to read all the entries. Can we still vote if we don't enter ourselves?
Fun contest! Here goes:
"The purple crystal on the table only made my palms sting at first."
The opening line of the prologue or first chapter? I'll give both to cover my arse:
Prologue: "Envision a place immersed with magic, a place unseen to mortal eyes on an isle set off on its own."
Chapter 1: "Something was wrong."
-Witch Way To You
a historical fantasy romance
by Lindsey Edwards
"The line of sleepy Sunday morning coffee worshipers shuffles forward."
Well, I'm constantly changing mine. Here's the current opening line:
"Everyone has something they'd like to change about their life."
Thanks for the opportunity.
A large part of me wanted to walk right over to Tomas Murphy and beat him senseless with the bill of my feathery duck hat.
Sounds like a fun contest!
"I was the girl everyone had forgotten, but that didn't mean I had to stay wherever they decided to dump me."
First line:
The truth about high school exists under the bleachers.
"It happens to most people."
First line:
Terror gripped Jaya's chest as she gasped awake.
This is a great contest. Thank you.
Here's my first line:
Moments like these were rare, not to mention brief.
"In the many millennia Gabe had spent watching over his mortal charges, not once had he ever thought of breaking the rules."
Hi Jim! Miss you guys! Hope all is well :)
"I saw her do it before she did."
Cool contest!
First line from my adult novel:
I don't know why I assumed that, even on my birthday, there wouldn't be someone out to kill me.
First line from YA novel:
I found the gun by accident.
Fun contest!!!
Here's one of mine from a YA ms:
"Homo sapiens sluttiwhen drunkus. The subspecies to which I apparently belong."
What a great contest. And so many awesome entries already.
Ellyssa, a.k.a. Subject 62, ran through the dark alley after escaping from her long-term captors who she’d thought of as family for eighteen years.
Great contest. Great opportunity. Here's my 2 cents':
"They had conducted rescue missions in seedier areas, but Ellie couldn't place any of them at the moment."
"I knew I was in trouble when I saw her walk into the Gay and Lesbian Center."
Alright here it is:
A piece of paper, that's what started and ended this whole mess
Oo, I'd like to play. Young adult:
"Salt. He tasted like salt."
"Alex stared at his misshapen shadow."
**Sorry about that. I forgot to note genre so I deleted the above comment.**
Well, I never would have guessed that's how it's pronounced!
Thanks for the contest opportunity, Jim. 6.2 seconds, well that is reassuring. Lot of great first lines here! I'll give it a go. This comes from my YA Historical/Paranormal fantasy, FATED.
"Noises where there should’ve been silence."
Thanks again!
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For as long as I can remember, I’ve heard whispers in the shadows.
How many can we post? lol
I chewed my lip and stared down at the mahogany casket with dry eyes.
Death was mercy and for the moment, preferable to sitting in the driver's seat of Pete's 1967 Mustang.
“Tell me again what we’re doing in the cemetery at midnight?” I asked, tossing a lock of hair over my shoulder.
I gotta admit I love this one. ;-)
"Someone was watching me again."
First line of my YA urban fantasy
Great contest! Thank for the opportunity!
I walked into math class and scoped out the sub; easy prey.
from REVENGE OF THE PINK GRANNY PANTIES
Wow, some of these are great first lines. Make me wanna read more.
The bomb isn't heavy.
--> from my YA contemporary, Listen. Thanks!
My MS isn't anywhere near finished. But I thought I'd just share my first line.
"Daniel Elijah Cole, just nineteen years old, died because of me."
:)
Awesome contest! Here's mine:
"I died before I was even born."
Awesome contest - I'm looking forward to what reading everyone else posts.
At rest, the young girl's eyes looked identical, but when she glanced around the room, the left had trouble keeping up with the right.
"Life seemed so unimportant …and wasn’t it really?"
YA Paranormal
"Holliday was either born twice or not at all; I forget which is true, but it's certainly one of those."
-Colin Hill
Colin's sign language interpreter flanked him at school like an extra appendage, but between his last class and football practice, he navigated the hallways of Broadview High alone.
It's hard to believe that such atrocities were committed in such a beautiful place.
"We heard it fall."
by MAB
My first line from my YA:
"Death by tortoise shell. Not very imaginative, but it did the trick."
My completed novel is MG, which you don't seek yet, so I'm submitting the first line from my YA novel. It is unfinished, and I understand if you decide to limit it to finished mss. only.
"Cedar can't decide which is more stubborn: her heart or Finn's mind."
Thanks for the contest.
"The Vaseline on her face itched."
These are great lines, mines pretty simple, but here we are from the prologue of my multicultural/literary YA:
I opened my eyes slowly and drowsily, trying to draw the connection between the keening wail of the fire truck I heard outside and my aching head.
Aw, why not? From my MG novel:
There are four Captain Stupendous fan clubs in Copperplate City, but ours is the only one that doesn't suck.
Here's mine!
"He hated killing people right before Christmas."
Good luck everyone.
Okay. Here's mine form my YA urban fantasy novel.
From chapter 1 - “Alright! I’ll send you a post card.”
Here's my first sentence:
It didn’t take long for Phoebe to figure out Jeremy wasn’t coming back for her.
Cool contest! Thank you!
I opened the tan suitcase; the smell that slithered out was potent.
Okay, this is the first line from BRAINEATER JONES, a horror/mystery novel:
"I woke up dead this morning."
At least the amazing photos of the volcano do justice to that name.
First line from my current Urban Fantasy:
The van smelled like potato chips and stale coffee, and the constant but irregular squeak of Junior Agent Alan Michelleti’s chair had killed any chance of sleep.
First line:
Her skin was like cream, soft to my touch and sweet to my eyes.
Well, considering I've been wondering about my first line lately (though I am NOT touching that page until I'm done), this seems a good prospect to dive in.
"Jereman was dead."
Thanks for the opportunity!
My first line from FATED MISHAPS, a YA historical fiction.
"I will never be Lady Hakebourn."
"I am the first one to notice the three strange men approaching our village."
THE NEW ZERO--YA fantasy
Good contest!
"Muzzamil Hassan was one week past his sixteenth birthday, and if the day went as planned he would not see his seventeenth."
The opening of my second novel.
Good luck to ...me!
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Thanks! From YA novel, THE SECRET OF GABRIEL ADAM:
Gabe kept a wary eye on the church bell.
Cool contest!
Here's mine:
"I wondered if the girl sitting at the front desk knew that things like me existed."
Thanks, Jim, for such a wonderful opportunity for someone! Like others, mine is a non-fiction book proposal that I'm working on, so I suppose that I don't qualify either, but I wanted to give you my first line just to participate.
"I've had five husbands; none of them were mine."
Thanks for a great opportunity!
Here is the first line of my commercial women's fiction novel, THE SORBET GUY:
Matt Lehrer’s college roommate was a politician above all else.
Here my first line
The closed iron gates stood tall behind the guard, Marjorie Fisher wanted inside those gates but more importantly the great HE wanted her inside the gated community of Glam, Alabama.
Happy reading and writing,
Annie
YA Urban Fantasy BIRTH OF A FURY
Mary wiped her eyes; they were bleeding again.
Thanks for the contest.
If we can enter again here is another, if not this is cheat # 1 of 2.
DEATH OF A SMALL TOWN GOSSIP
Adelaide was 75 years old and could easily live another 30, which annoyed most everyone in Brent Falls.
Cheat 2?
YA Fantasy APPRENTICE DEFIANT
Jeremiah couldn't figure out how Darrah had planted the purple worm in his arm.
I've already had fun reading through everyone's first lines - boy, there's some great stuff out there! Thanks for the contest!
"Tess Garibaldi wished she believed in miracles because she sure as shit needed one right now."
Heh. Much fun. :)
First Line:
"You hunk of English shit!"
Blowin' smoke around the planet causes contest!
First line: Hot winds flowed across the desert to Great Salt Lake; cumulus clouds, roiling thousands of feet high, obliterated the moon.
Oh, fun!! Thanks for the contest!
"Pino propped his chin on the shovel handle and stared at the bones nestled in the bottom of the coffin."
YA comedy PLUMB
"Go through the gates of Hell and head out to the back forty: the Belling High School cafeteria is right there."
Thank you for this opportunity.
I've already queried you, but who can resist a contest? :)
YA fantasy
"I’ve never had a birthday cupcake—might help if I had a birthday."
Can't resist a contest! The entries so far are really great, too.
From my YA, Redemption is a Road
"The leaves were just turning that brown of death and flying in waves from the trees."
Thanks for doing this, I've loved reading the entries!
"I greeted his tombstone the way I always did—with a swift kick."
I love this blog!
From my contemporary YA:
Most Joes said I got a wild streak longer than the neck of my B.C. Rich guitar.
Love this!
First line from my Paranormal YA.
"I’ve seen them before, the men whose white wings sparkled opaquely and glimmered in the sunlight, walking around the same as the rest of the population, blending in eerily well—only because I seemed to be the one person who could see the abnormalities protruding from their backs."
-Lisa B.
First line of my middle grade historical fiction novel, Mercury's Daughter.
"Your Majesty, all I have ever loved is about to burn at the stake."
-Nicole Marie Schreiber
www.nicolemarieschreiber.com
Great post!
My first line: I shouldn't be on this plane.
Sounds like fun :) This is the first line of ALWAYS READ THE FAE PRINT, a humorous urban fantasy:
Someone should have cut me off after the fourth Bacardi & Coke.
Just found this. Great idea.
My first line: The fluorescent light reflected in her big, brown eyes.
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best
best
"The lights of the moon still shone on the shores of Lake Deagwn when a little figure covered with a hood and carrying a case with a shoulder strap sneaked out of the castle gates."
Young Feminine Medieval Fantasy
Elda Veyller
Pure awesomeness:
First line from YA ELLA'S DANCE:
Ella stared at the white alabaster urn the funeral director had given her.
First line:
"Father had told me that by the time I was ten
Great Heats I would know most everything I needed to know, and what I would care about then, I would care about for the rest of my life."
Historical Fiction -- "Great Heats" -- set in the year 1000.
"The wind blew from north in a soft morning of June, the light frost hung up in the hills drawing them white as snow, painted by the shy early rising sun."
Historical Romance
Ricardo Veyller
I lost my mind today, but it’s OK, I’ve been expecting it to happen ever since I was ten when I overheard my mother tell some of her friends, “When women go through the ‘change,’ they go crazy.”
HOW EM FOUND HER CHA CHA - Women's Lit
Thanks for the opportunity.
My first line:
"Livia had once taken an off-world lover. Long, long ago, when she was learning how to arrange her life suitably."
Thanks for the opportunity - looking forward to seeing your final thoughts on so many first lines.
Tonight was meatloaf.
Fun contest. Looks like there are lots of entries already, but I'll still give it a shot:
The land is cold and lonely, distant peaks flashing skyward, bounding up from the deepening shadows of the hollows in their wake.
This is cool, reading everyone's opening line. I don't know how you agents pick between so many creative people.
Alright, I know this isn't one line, but if I just posted,"In," it would make no sense. From my novel Proving Ground:
In.
Out.
In.
Out.
Breathe Laura, breathe, I chanted to myself as I pulled the massive doors open.
Great contest!!! Here's the first line in my manuscript:
Jocelyn stared at the guy sitting across the table from her, wondering how he’d react later – when he was drowning.
Great idea!! Thanks.
"The knife sliced through, coming out clean on the other side, but it always did when Aunt Eliza did the cutting."
I'm pretty sure my sister had decided to become a pagan or a baptist or something before she offed herself so I don't know why we were having a Catholic funeral.
(YA)
YA fiction
His foot slipped. He pitched forward clutching the baby as he fell.
I'm cheating because the first line is two words.
From MG FREAKY FRANK
I have a secret. I know things. Lots of things. About people. Like I know that my math teacher, Mr. Bugg, is going to pick his nose and wipe a boogie on the back of his yellow smiley face tie....
YA Fiction:
He must have watched me from a safe distance, like a crocodile observing its prey.
"I wasn’t sure if, or how, I liked the way the dim lighting danced over my unclothed body, but was grateful that it was more dark than light in the bathroom."
Thank you, Jim, for the oportunity! This novel might be more Rachel's taste since the protagonist's name is Adelaide! Genre: Fiction based on a true story.
"I never wanted my wedding performed by an Elvis impersonator, yet I found myself standing beside my fiancé and looking at the King."
"Death—defined as the end of life—the word alone makes people sad."
"With the exception of the two uniformed police officers on the front steps puking into evidence bags, Ellen LeeAnn Walsh's building looked like a hundred other slightly run-down Italianate Victorians in San Francisco."
"Professor Morgan's fingers slid around my wrist and stopped me mid-step."
Cassandra spotted the Doom Painting at a flea market, and it called to her with a crotchety, insistent voice that couldn’t be ignored.
"A woman is a weapon."
Sweet contest. Here's the first line of Callarion at Night:
"Killing the priest would be simple."
I leaned forward, my wiry red hair hung over Mom’s face as I checked her breathing--still steady.
"I killed three people while I was there. Two were up close and personal; one wasn’t up close at all, but was much, much more personal."
YA Fantasy
I'm loving eveyone's opening lines... I already have my two favorites and I want to see if they jibe with yours! Thanks for the fun :)
"If you walk down the grand staircase of Osthegn Castle, you will see a family portrait."
Perched on the scaffolding, Gabriel felt the walls constrict, remembered each stroke of graphite on parchment, each thwack of setting maul to stone above the nave.
I squeezed the trigger, the noise of the gun deafening in the confined space of the elevator.
Rhonda leans against the door jamb mining an ear with a pinky, jeans slung beneath hipbones, head tilted to the splintering wood.
The warm, summer evening was mine to do with as I pleased, something very foreign to me, and my ability to make a decision was lost.
You've been chosen.
from Shadow of the Long Life Brigade.
-NAP
Sounds great and thanks.
Urban Fantasy
“Alexsi! Someone saw a Bigfoot near the Native Forest,” Professor Ludtz exclaimed from his massive oak desk on the other side of the office.
YA zombie thriller:
"He awoke in the dark to the screams again. His hands were automatic spiders for the gun."
"Faint purring was keeping me awake."
After school, the girls congregated in the park to get high.
Here it is...
"The housemaid’s scream is as sharp as the shards of Venetian glass surrounding the corpse."
A howl unraveled, waking Nevada; as the cry faded eyes closed, tense from neck to knees, she strained to understand.
I have seen myself die countless times, though death has never laid claim to my life.
“Tessa!” I nearly jump out of my seat when she wails, crying that her gum is stuck up her nose.
Forty-eight hours ago, the man Elizabeth was willing to sacrifice herself for before this council of vampire elders, had been the very same man who killed her.
From LINCOLN'S DIARY, a modern suspense novel:
Burying Mom was a start, but the harder job would be digging up the truth.
Cool contest and LOTS of entries. Good luck to your eyes!
My thumb stumbled over the rubbery cell phone button for the hundredth time.
--Edgy YA
Thomas Buttermore was your typical left-coast college kid, raised on Twinkies and white guilt.
Here's mine, from "47 Echo":
"What size boots you wear?" the old man hacked as he led Nick through the open-air morgue, his hand already hovering close to the feet of the nearest corpse.
Cool! From my novel Branded (Fall of Angels):
"This was the time of night when panic started to set in."
First line:
The text message came that night, when Ian was in the library.
Sneaking out of the house on a school night wasn’t something Maya would normally do.
From my YA contemporary/adventure fantasy novel:
"The dazzling golden sunlight faded away and the dense gloom of the underground cave closed in around them."
Among the legion of unfounded, self-manufactured terrors that he masochistically nurtured prophesying his own demise, Emmett's most dreaded and certain prediction had always been that some rapacious, smoke-colored spirit would discover him vulnerable, tease the germ of his glum soul from its mortal tether, and entrench itself in that bleak hollow; and by his letter, it seemed to have happened.
Good luck, Jim, and thanks for the opportunity. :)
MG Paranormal
"I always thought books were boring, a waste of time, but not dangerous. I was wrong."
What a wonderful contest, with a most generous prize. Thank you, Jim.
Paranormal Romance seems out-of-step with the presented genres, but what the hey...
From LOVES FREEDOM, my (nearly “finalized” 92,000 word) paranormal (time-travel) romance.
"Wellington’s parting orders hammered through Ashland’s thoughts, keeping pace with the hooves pounding beneath him."
YA fantasy:
My papers scattered everywhere and my books fell with a loud thud as I braced my arms for impact against the cold, hard floor.
Here's mine:
The baby floated face down in the tub.
First line:
Catalina Flores de la Peña's tongue got her in more trouble than any other part of her body, even though there were far more likely candidates.
From A STORM HITS VALPARAISO, set during South America's wars of independence
www.davidgaughran.com
From PERDITION
He quit his job at the high school amid rumors that his wife was sleeping with the history teacher.
(Science Fiction)
Layne sat on the end of his bed, head in one hand, datapad in the other, and decided he hadn't slept enough to face either message.
My manuscript is not yet complete, but I couldn't resist this:
Zahra could smell the old ndovu, a great pachyderm; for three suns now, she’d tracked him.
"I pressed my shoulders into a wooden armchair in Mrs. Wintour’s antechamber, clasping my hands together so they would not tremble with cold and anxiety."
From VAN DIEMEN AT 17 (YA/Women's Fiction)
Excellent contest! Here is the
opening to my manuscript:
Sometimes the brain can’t process what it sees. When something is so wrong, so horrible, the brain refuses to recognize it. That was the case when I walked into the Keeper’s house, intent on getting a nice, steaming cup of tea to warm my cold hands and delivering an invitation to a party.
Rebecca
http://rebeccatlittle.blogspot.com/
Does it matter if the MS is finished? Mine isn't.
If so, ignore this post, I suppose. My ms is YA fantasy.
"People screamed in the streets, clinging to their loved ones as they tried to escape."
Thanks for a good laugh Rebecca T.!!! Your first sentence is so true! "Sometimes the brain can't process what it sees."!!! The contest is the first line/sentence of your manuscript, not the opening paragraph. Others have made the same mistake, and I'm not trying to be mean by bringing attention to it, but your first sentence just brings a humorous touch to your error.
"With the evening terminator chasing away the day, the eastern edge of the city was just starting to twinkle."
Here's mine: "The new Cadillac with the gull-wing bumpers had smashed, accordion-like, into a tree, steam spewing from its radiator.
I watched from my bed as the snow started to fall; a few light flakes at first, in the blue-black darkness, then sharp gusts of wind pushing the swirls to their final resting place on the barren lawn behind my house.
Here's mine:
One warm and sultry summer night, long after the lights had been turned down in his room, Vladdie the Lamb opened his bedroom window and began to howl at the full moon.
I always knew it all, or at least I thought I did. But nothing could have prepared me for the next twenty-four hours.
YA Urban Fantasy - The Innocents
As Maxfield Parrish Clark crosses Prospect Street, he catches sight of the canal bridge, its rusted girders glazed and shimmering in the rain, and his breathing eases up for the first time all day.
Great idea. Very cool!
"Aldric gazed at them through the gilded mirror."
I swallowed my Altoid the moment the rebel hottie across the reading room drew his attention away from his book and busted me staring at him.
Philip could not believe his eyes. His Amarantha. Sweet Amarantha - a temptress in the silver moonlight.
From FROZEN IN TIME - Historical fantasy.
For as long as he could remember, Little Jemmy had dreamed of being free to do as he pleased, of raftin' down the Potomac with his brothers and sisters, of climbin' the old Mulberry trees just beyond the stables; he even dreamed of learnin' how to read, but Jemmy wasn't allowed to do any of those things because he was a slave.
Thanks for the cool contest.
Here's my first sentence:
Everything I'd ever read said not to go inside, and to call the police from a neighbor’s house, but I entered anyway.
Hope you found some peace in jail; you never will again.
BREATHE - Gay Erotic Romantic Suspense
Oops! My book is upper MG; kindly disregard!
YA paranormal:
The ground was as dry as the Communion wafers I received every Sunday at Mass.
I am not afraid.
From DARKNESS, a contemporary dark fantasy in progress.
From my manuscript Sublime:
I heard my sister’s screams coming from inside the infirmary, and the broken chair in which I sat waiting for her to die, discarded and forgotten, clung to me as much as I clung to it.
A loud, sharp knock at the open doorway startled Lieutenant Derrick “Toons” Hutchinson just as he was finishing a cup of his favorite, blueberry, yogurt.
LOL Fun contest.
Ronnie’s friends noticed the two men entering the yard because they stood out in their black suits, but Ronnie noticed them because she couldn’t poke into their minds to see who they were and what they wanted, and that had never happened before.
From JOURNEY - YA fiction:
It was all fun and games, until Ashley fell over the cliff.
Before my eyelids crack open I know it has happened again.
"I had to choose between the angel and the mermaid."
Now I'm off to learn how to pronounce that volcano name.
It began with a fire, Aisa told me once, and it grew with a kiss.
Here goes:
"I stood at the urinal staring at the crudely made sign announcing the upcoming company-sponsored blood drive when the man in the stall next to me started talking to himself"
"She ran and panic choked her as her heart thumped painfully against her chest."
From- HEARTSOULS- epic fantasy
Great contest and some intriguing posts. The first line of my manuscript:
Novak smelled her before he saw the body.
It started with the weak voices of a few scattered shoots of grass.
Nine astronomical units into space should be enough time to figure out the mystery of who I’m supposed to be.
So many AMAZING first lines. Thanks for holding this contest!
"I cannot stomach the coast."
Contemporary women’s fiction (contrary to how the first line sounds, it isn’t a romance novel :))
"She was so beautiful, sitting in the desk in front of his podium, always smiling, asking questions, flipping her long chestnut hair and laughing…the sound so contagious."
Thanks for a neat contest:
Auntie Jayne with a Y is the root of all my problems.
"The longest journey of my life began with an argument about chips."
Ooh, I want to play!
First line: Forget writer's block, artist's block was a bitch.
I need a good therapist, an astrologer, or at least another pair of eyes - better yet, an army of winged monkeys.
I stood with my paws hanging over the side of the door, my head stuck out the window and my nose pointing into the wind.
Mine is the above post. It is MG. Is that genre allowed?
Echo - YA suspense
The monotonous sound of the television set seeped into Olivia Mariner’s ears.
I was a tree shaking in a terrible storm but the wind was inside my body.
From my historical novel:
Almost a year to the day after Didymus's father sold him into slavery, the Nabataean sent the other slave, a Jewish man named Nathaniel, to the great city of Petra to purchase a pair of camels for his caravan.
There must have been at least 1,000 people.
Thank you for this contest! Here is my first line:
When I was born, all of the demons in Hell cashed in their chips to vie for me.
Margay
My husband had circled an unusual newspaper ad, "handsome, young man seeking to escort experienced, wealthy woman" and penciled in: You can have this guy, I get Uma Thurman.
I certainly hope these multi-sentence "first sentences" are disqualified. I'm sure we all would love to show the first two or three sentences of our manuscript, but those aren't the rules.
Though Barry was no stranger to failing, the current scale of failure impressed even him.
"The red numbers haunted me."
First line: “Hey, Dad? It’s Taylor. Um, I’m kind of in jail.”
Genre is YA
First line from my YA fantasy, Weavers:
The worst part of spending three years in and out of sleep clinics is having to room with the chronic bedwetters.
I knew things were bad when I had to pee in the woods and I couldn’t even get that right.
First line from a crime novel:
This was the uncertain part of Keith Kardain's job, not knowing if or when he'd have to kill someone.
From my teen novel THE DISAPPEARANCE OF ROBBIE TAY:
Lightning flashed several times in quick succession, like an anime cartoon.
From my novel: Quest For the Best
When I was a kid you didn’t spend time worrying about your future because things were pretty well set.
From my YA urban fantasy:
"I raged. I attacked. I conquered. Oh, please, who was I kidding? I’m a lazy ass."
Checking my Email and Facebook accounts is like an addiction for me.
She was naked,abso-freaking-lutely naked.
--From my paranormal mystery "Shadow World."
RK
"Disappearing can be so inconvenient."
"Shana is dead and it's all my fault."
Standing fully clothed under a cold shower when you are pissed off is nothing less than stunning.
From my narrative nonfiction/memoir:
When the sky outside began to darken the neonatalogist entered the room - she had dark brown skin, darker brown eyes, and glided quietly across the room like a shadow.
Here's my first line:
"My biggest fear in life was finding out God didn't exist. But after what I've done, my biggest fear is finding out he just might."
Hope you like it.
Here's mine:
I was part of a building complex in New York City whose seven buildings were destroyed on September 11, 2001.
This is the first line from my contemporary YA novel, Butterfly With Broken Wings.
If you had told me a few years ago that in the near future I would lose my independence and everything that defined me, I’d have called you crazy.
Laura Ann Dunks
When your best friend’s a werewolf, things can get interesting.
If I could say only one thing, it would be this – you chose your life.
From THE NANCY WHO DREW - a memoir
From my mystery novel:
"The color pink, no matter what the shade, had never done me any favors; today was no exception."
First line:
He waited.
One abstract string binds me to Padre; a mutual exchange of knowledge.
Horror
Thank you for the opportunity.
I don't know if "end of day" means end of business day or midnight, but here goes just in case:
I was wearing pink Converse at prom.
Thanks!
From my YA fictional memoir/novel:
We were standing together, naked and shivering, when the heavy metal doors slammed behind us and we heard the gas hissing in, and then suddenly, through the fog, we heard shouts coming from outside - "The twins! Where are the twins?" - and the chamber door opened to reveal Dr. Mengele.
I should have had a plan of some kind, because that was the kind of person I was.
Aww man, I just missed the deadline.
But for the sake of other readers maybe giving feedback on it anyway...
"Intersecting beams of refracted light cut through her, glaring so violently she could no longer bear to see."
Whoops, like another contestant, my story is upper MG too - please disregard my entry. Sorry aobut that.