Wilde's Fire Editor-Judged Query Contest

Welcome to my new blog! Most of you know me as Lady Gwen from Run Gwen, Run! Write Gwen, Write! I am still maintaining that blog, but it became over-crowded so I have split the blog and added this one as my author blog. You will find this post on both sites.

Now on to the real reason for this post!

“There is no pain in this death, only peace, knowing I am going to die with the one I love the most.”—Katriona Wilde.

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Sharon Bayliss is hosting an Editor-Judged Query Contest on her blog. Krystal Wade of Curiosity Quills Press is the Acquisitions Editor/Judge. She is also the author of the new release, Wilde's Fire, and this contest is in honor of the new release.

You don't want to miss out on this great opportunity, because the winner will win a full manuscript request and a chance at publishing! Go HERE to sign up on the Linky List and to view full details of the contest.

Here are the basic rules:

1. Sign up on the Linky List.
2. On May 25th post your one-page query letter and first 500 words of your manuscript.
3. Between May 25 - May 28 visit the participants on the linky list and leave useful feedback and constructive criticism.
4. On 5/28 Sharon will post and ask you to email her your revised final entries for consideration by editor Krystal Wade at Curiosity Quills Press.

HERE IS MY QUERY LETTER

Dear Editor,


A modern day medieval village teeming with spirit activity is no place for sixteen-year-old ghost whisperer Indigo Eady, not when all she’s ever wanted is to be a normal girl. But normal girls don’t read the history of an object through touch (Psychometry), let alone see, hear and speak to ghosts.

After the death of her father, Indigo almost has the chance to start over and keep her secret, but the ghost of the missing Bart Bagley ruins it all by turning up and begging her to help solve his murder. Sorely tempted to ignore him, she only relents because he was the father of her new friend, Badger. That and the survivor’s guilt she feels over her own father’s death.

A murder investigation is hard enough without the disruption of interfering ghosts and a mysterious soul collector with her name topping its list, but when Indigo’s psychic abilities short-circuit, the sparks start to fly in more than one direction. The resulting mishaps compromise the success of the investigation and the budding but fragile attraction between Indigo and Badger.

When the body count mounts and a suspect ends up dead, Badger becomes a “person of interest" and they must surge ahead to solve the murders before they become the next victims.

GIVIN' UP THE GHOST, a 68,000 word young adult paranormal mystery can stand alone, although it is intended to be the first book in the Indigo Eady series.

Sincerely,

Gwen M. Gardner


HERE ARE THE FIRST 500 WORDS FROM GIVIN' UP THE GHOST:

“What the...” the dude sputtered. I lay sprawled across him, our eyes locked in stunned surprise, our bodies entwined in a tangle of arms and legs. Shock coursed through my veins. My breath came in rasps so I couldn’t speak, but muteness worked just as well. I mean, what could I say? Nice day for a run?


Luckily the early hour rendered the market square relatively quiet. I didn’t think anyone had witnessed my current fiasco. I only wanted to go for a jog. But now I could add “bowling over cute guy” to my mounting list of mishaps, along with, “Get a grip” on this growing problem of mine.


I chanced a quick, worried glance back toward the alley I had barreled from, but the thing was gone. I sighed. Not a graceful escape, I’ll admit. But all things considered, this new situation I suddenly found myself in was a vast improvement, never mind the embarrassment.


The dude beneath me began to squirm.


“I’m sorry,” I gasped, still trying to catch my breath. Now I had to get myself out of this current predicament. Trust me, the extrication process? Not so easy. Our entwined limbs and clothing became like a massive pile of clothes hangers. The more I tried to untangle, the more things got caught.


Plus, I’m pretty sure he wasn’t doing much to help me with the problem. In fact, based on his grin and that little devil dancing a jig in his eyes, I’d say he was enjoying himself way too much.


I tried not to grin back. I should have been thankful he wasn’t mad, but this was no laughing matter. I was extremely uncomfortable, on more than one level.


I didn’t know what the norm was in medieval England, but in this modern day medieval village, lying about on the ground? So not cool. The few people out and about on that gray morning had started to stare. The jettied, half-timbered buildings leaned over us, but it didn’t hide the fact that we were there, lying on the rain-soaked cobblestones, in broad daylight.


“You could help me, you know,” I chastised, my shaky hands working a strand of my braid from his jacket zipper. But with one strand down, I was still attached by another good-sized clump, preventing me from getting up - unless I was willing to rip out chunks of my hair - which I wasn’t.


“Oh, sorry. Here, let me.” All of a sudden he was all business. With gentle fingers he eased long black locks from the zipper, strand by strand. While he worked, I studied his face. He looked familiar. A slight scar above his right brow, about an inch long. Dark brown hair, slightly messy and overgrown. Golden speckles in brown eyes that...


...now viewed me with amusement.


Crap. Busted, checking out the dude I bowled over. So not cool. Plus, I had the feeling I totally missed something he said.

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THANK YOU SHARON AND KRYSTAL FOR HOSTING!

I hope you enjoyed it. Please feel free to critique my work (nicely, of course) in the comments below.

Thanks for stopping by!

My New Author's Blog

YAY! YOU FOUND ME!


Welcome to my new author's blog - I'm so glad you found me. Most of you know me as Lady Gwen, from Run Gwen Run! Write Gwen Write! 

If you followed me from Run Gwen, Run! then you know I busted out a move and I'm glad you joined me!


Let me explain:


When I started my blog in 2009, it was to find and give support to those who were trying to live a healthier lifestyle through exercise and healthy eating.

Little did I know that I'd find a whole community of writers!

It was serendipitous.

Did you ever feel that things were falling into place and that someone, a higher hand, was guiding you? A nudge here, and gentle point over there? That's what blogging has been like for me.


Without going into a big, long story, I've wanted to write for a long time. When I finally decided to get started in 2009, I had no idea you were all out there.


I came looking for something else, and found YOU!


I've been struggling for a while whether to split my blog or not. I knew I needed a new author platform separate from my running-turned-writing blog, but the thought of starting over to recruit followers over to my new blog has been holding me back. I still want you to follow Run Gwen, Run!, too. Yes, I want it all!
I've written my first novel, Givin' Up The Ghost, and I figured it was time to create an author's site, since, you know, I'm an author now! I've decided to self-publish when the final edits are done, hopefully in July, or maybe August. I will let you know when it's more definite.

But for now, I'd like to share a scene from my novel:

Illustration by Corona Zschusschen

So I decided to quit waffling and busted out a move!

I'm not as cute as this little guy,

but my moves are similar!

I am awarding major blog-buddy points if you'll help me spread the word!

Thank you, my awesome blogsome friends!