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Showing posts with label crapometer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label crapometer. Show all posts

December 16, 2006

Crapometer Ho

Like a good little Snarkling, I fired off my hook as close to 7:00 (CST) last night as my connection would let me. Then around 11 I began to worry that it was awful, she'd hate it and I'd never get my first pages read, so in my peppermint scnapps enhanced panic I sent in a revision. When my mom kicked me off her computer and kicked me out soon after, I went to bed fretting that sending an unasked for revision would get me disqualified from the whole thing.

I guess not, though, because my original hook is posted at #63, along with her comments (and those of some of her readers). Miss Snark herself called it not half bad, but admitted that she just doesn't get my genre. The reader comments are mostly positive so far--a couple of accusations of being unoriginal and ripping off Galaxy Quest (a movie that I'd honestly forgotten all about until they mentioned it, though I'm sure it's stuck in my subconscious somewhere providing some influence) mixed with suggestions on how to make it more original and a few commenters even declaring they'd at least give the first few pages a try if they didn't decide to read the whole book then and there. So all in all I'm feeling pretty good about it. No idea yet whether Miss Snark will let me submit my story pages, but even if she doesn't, at least I've finally figured out how to write a decent query hook.

As for the revision, I'll never know whether she'd have liked it better--she just e-mailed me to let me know it's been deleted because I forgot to grant her permission to post it. I'd berate the schnapps for causing my memory lapse, but they made my hot chocolate so much tastier that I can't get mad at them. Anyway, for posterity's sake, here's my second hook.
Michael Chambers is a nice guy. Five years as a leading man in a hit TV series hasn't managed to drive the nice out of him. So when his ex needs a place to stay while her apartment's fumigated, of course he says yes. She can even bring her cat. When the cat runs away, Michael goes out to look for it, because that's the kind of guy he is. That is, until the cat transforms into a perfect double of Michael and delivers him to a militant faerie princess who wants to borrow him for a little spell. Michael may be nice, but he's not a putz.

After refusing the princess, he's free to go; but he finds getting home is more than a simple matter of calling a cab when it turns out nobody can see or hear him--at least, nobody human. He's trapped in a version of Los Angeles where ogres roam the subways, faeries are technology junkies, and the opposing faerie courts are preparing to go to war--a war that will naturally have devastating consequences on the entire human race. As Michael learns the stakes, he realizes that what's needed is not a nice guy actor. What's needed is a badass hero. What's needed is his alter ego, Simon Caufield, a supernatural superhero with an uncanny ability to both get his way and get things done.

Good thing a certain princess knows just the spell to make Simon real.
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