If we were having coffee, I would confess it’s been a crazy, exhausting week. We would grab seats in my garden, since I just refinished some lawn furniture for the occasion.
I have some interesting news to share; I took part in PitMad this week. I suspect some of my friends don’t know about this event, so let me explain. PitMad is a Twitter contest for writers looking for agents. You simply tweet a logline from your book project on the day and time of the contest. You can tweet up to twice an hour and change your tweet each time. That way you can search for the right combination of information to catch an agent’s eye. Agents and small presses will favorite the pitches they want to see sample chapters from. I know it sounds unconventional, but it works. Heather and I know a writer who signed a two-book deal after a small press found her book at PitMad.
There were about 50,000 tweets on June 4th, all within a 12 hour period. I got three agent favorites. All three from well-known agencies. And on three different pitches. Here is Heather’s favorite tweet:
I’m not going to lie, I was hoping for a few more requests. But since only a tiny fraction of the tweets get any favorites at all, I’m beyond thrilled. Now comes the hard part: waiting quietly while they read my sample chapters. Check back with me in a few weeks and I bet my nails will be bitten the quick, and I’ll have worn a grove in the floor from pacing.
The next good part about my busy week is I’ve been a writing machine lately! Since I have of writing commitments stacked up this burst of creative juice is a blessing. I tend to work this way, in super productive spurts and dead stops. When I get into a spurt, I milk it for all it’s worth and get up at 5am to work when the house is quiet and cool.
Cool is especially important to me right now because summer is in full swing in California. Actually it arrived about 6 weeks ago, but the summer thunderstorms just started. I live in the foothills of the Sierra Nevada Mountains and big storms hit us pretty much all year, but the summer ones are especially dramatic. Fat black clouds appear out of nowhere, darkening the sky to dusk in minutes. Then Mother Nature puts on an impressive sound and light show. Sometimes the storms will dust us with summer snow or hail.
The storms disappear just as fast, and magically reveal a vivid blue sky, and sun kissed but dripping trees. The storm Friday night rattled the kids and the cats into hiding, but also gave us a few drops of much-needed water in my parched home state.
Another storm is due today and since you don’t like driving the mountain roads when they’re wet, we end our visit early. The family and I wave goodbye to you just as the first fat raindrop lands and we scurry inside.
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