SYNOPSIS WRITING

I'VE BEEN DREADING THIS PART. NOT THAT I'VE HAD TO DO IT BEFORE AND KNOW FROM EXPERIENCE HOW HARD IT IS - I ONLY WISH! - BUT BECAUSE EVERY 'SYNOPSIS WRITING' THING I'VE EVER READ HAS SAID THE SAME THING: WRITERS HATE WRITING THEIR SYNOPSIS.

IMAGINE HOW HARD IT IS TO WRITE A NOVEL. IT TOOK ME OVER A YEAR! NOW IMAGINE TAKING YOUR 90,000 WORD, 400 PAGE NOVEL AND CONDENSING IT DOWN TO A 2-3 PAGE SUMMARY. BE SURE TO HIT ALL THE IMPORTANT PARTS. MAKE SURE THE AGENT, EDITOR, PUBLISHER WILL WANT TO READ THE REST OF YOUR BOOK BASED ON WHAT YOU TELL THEM IN 2,000 WORDS.

BOY IS IT HARD.

I HAVE THREE AND A HALF PAGES OF NOTES - POINTS THAT I WANT TO MAKE, THINGS THAT I THINK ARE IMPORTANT TO MY STORY. NOW I GET TO FIGURE OUT HOW TO CONDENSE THAT INTO A CATCHY DESCRIPTION... WITH A LOT LESS WORDS!

WISH ME LUCK!

BACK TO THE STUFF THAT GETS IN THE WAY OF WRITING...

AFTER A TOO-SHORT CHRISTMAS BREAK, IT'S BACK TO THE DAY JOB. I GOT A GOOD DEAL OF WRITING DONE OVER BREAK. I'M REALLY ALMOST THERE. WORKING ON THE EPILOGUE AND THINKING ABOUT WHETHER OR NOT I WANT TO GO WITH A PROLOGUE. HMMM... DECISIONS, DECISIONS.

I ALSO GOT TWO GREAT RESOURCE BOOKS FROM MY HUBBIE TO HELP ME WITH THE NEXT STEP. OF COURSE I GOT THE GUIDE TO LITERARY AGENTS AND WILL START THE EXHAUSTING ADVENTURE OF SEARCHING FOR AN AGENT. HE ALSO GOT ME THE IDIOTS GUIDE TO GETTING PUBLISHED... GEE, THANKS!

FOR REAL, THOUGH, THE BOOK WAS INSIGHTFUL. I LEARNED MORE ABOUT THE PUBLISHING PROCESS, AT ONE POINT THOUGHT "WHAT IN THE HELL AM I THINKING?", THEN HUNG THE BOOK UP WITH THE RENEWED DRIVE TO PLOW THROUGH THIS.

WHY?

BECAUSE I LOVE TO WRITE!
BECAUSE I WOULD LOVE TO HAVE MY NAME ON THE FRONT OF A BOOK SOME DAY
BECAUSE I WANT TO WALK DOWN THE AISLE AT BARNES AND NOBLES AND SEE MY NAME ON MY BOOK

BECAUSE I'LL REGRET IT IF I DON'T

SO LET'S DO THIS!

SOME OF MY FAVORITE KRIS LINES

                If I was going to die, I wanted to go out in style. With attitude.

                There was nothing dignified about peeing behind a tree with your super cute wilderness tour guide lurking nearby.

                For once, speaking without a filter had not resulted in me kicking myself.

                It could have been worse. It could have been a gym day and my sports bra had hit the floor at his feet.

                In seventh grade, I endured seven minutes in heaven with Daniel. Really, only thirty seconds. We spent the other six and a half minutes comparing playlists.

    Hit the lottery? Wealthy family? Drug dealer? I was afraid to ask.  

                Definitely bullet proof vests. Not a good sign.

                Nothing about him was evil. Except maybe that grin of his.


               

FIRST HELLOS

ON LUNCH BREAK AT MY DAY JOB... YA KNOW, THE ONE THAT PAYS FOR THE BILLS... THINKING ABOUT GETTING MY BLOG ON. GOTTA GET THE WORD OUT HERE.

HERE'S THE BIG SECRET: I'M WRITING A BOOK! YEP! ALMOST DONE WITH IT TOO AND SUPER EXCITED ABOUT IT.

EVERYONE IMAGINES BEING THE NEXT BIG THING AND OF COURSE THAT WOULD BE A DREAM COME TRUE, BUT REALLY, AFTER YEARS - AND YEARS - OF ALMOSTS, I AM A FEW MORE EDIT RUNS AWAY FROM FINALIZNG MY FIRST NOVEL (THAT I HAVE COMPLETED) AND THAT ALONE IS ENOUGH FOR ME TO BE EXCITED ABOUT.

THEN WILL COME THE FUN PART... QUERY LETTERS, SYNOPSIS WRITING, FORMATTING, SUBMITTING AND THE REALLY SCARY PART: RECEIVING FEEDBACK. ALL YOU NEED IS ONE THAT SAYS YES!