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Although I'm still a few chapters from the end of my second draft, it's coming along steadily and without complications so I thought I'd take a little time over a cup of delightful Viennese coffee (Polish, Lidl, highly recc'd, yum) to research the agencies, see who might be right for this book and have a first crack at writing my submission and a synopsis of the plot.
It's not going well.
The plot is complicated and unusual to say the very least. Every attempt to précis it so far has been a disaster. I mean, looking at the latest attempt I see such gems as:
...has opened a crack in reality that’s been utilised by the Vicar of St Swithuns to part the living from their souls and unleashed bizarre and unusual terrors on Angel’s sleepy hometown.
and.
All Angel wants is to re-make a life with his wife from another life, now reincarnated as former DCI Matt Kershaw, who thinks Angel has murdered his sister.
Oh dear, it sounds like the ravings of a mental. I see I must give this more thought. I think I'll go back to just re-writing the chapters for a bit. Much simpler, much less likely to up the BP I think.
Hey ho the nonny O, tis Thursday! and the weekend be nigh. I see Friday approaching off the starboard bow. Up with the moonrakers and cut a steady course to olives and freedom me hearties!
It's not going well.
The plot is complicated and unusual to say the very least. Every attempt to précis it so far has been a disaster. I mean, looking at the latest attempt I see such gems as:
...has opened a crack in reality that’s been utilised by the Vicar of St Swithuns to part the living from their souls and unleashed bizarre and unusual terrors on Angel’s sleepy hometown.
and.
All Angel wants is to re-make a life with his wife from another life, now reincarnated as former DCI Matt Kershaw, who thinks Angel has murdered his sister.
Oh dear, it sounds like the ravings of a mental. I see I must give this more thought. I think I'll go back to just re-writing the chapters for a bit. Much simpler, much less likely to up the BP I think.
Hey ho the nonny O, tis Thursday! and the weekend be nigh. I see Friday approaching off the starboard bow. Up with the moonrakers and cut a steady course to olives and freedom me hearties!
embarrassed
Too cool for subject
Nah - it sounds great - not boring or a bodice ripper; different. I'd certainly want to give it more than a second glance anyway.
Ooh - did someone mention Friday? ::perks up:: I hope it's soon 'cos I'z tired now.
::blows wet kisses in your general direction::
You're very kind
FridayFridayFridayFridayFriday! Yes indeedy! Are you ready to do the shimmy of joy?
Oooh! Kisses! I shall be hanging them out to dry, I hope you don't mind but there's already enough 'wet' around these here parts to drown a dozen major Snogs, the surrounding Gropes and a few outlying Furtive Tongueings as well.
Too cool for subject
I'd read it, it sounds diffrent.
Too cool for subject
Too cool for subject
(like taking from what you have dropped there)
Angel doesn't want much, just to live happily with his wife in his sleepy little hometown. That's not too difficult, right? But nothing's ever that simple. His wife is dead (sorta) and a madman in Vicar's clothing is unleashing something evil and terrifying on the town. Not exactly the quiet life Angel wants, which is further complicated by him being suspected of murder by someone he feels is very familar - hauntingly so - though he doesn't know why.
I dunno... just a thought.
Too cool for subject
(Actually Angel's mostly gay and his hometown is as far from sleepy at this point as you can possibly conceive, so that made me smile, for which, many thanks! (o:)