The fateful email arrives: "send 750 words".
I'm feeling the urge to edit the hell out of my pages, in a misguided attempt to improve them. I shall try to resist. After all, I was happy with them before I passed the hook stage. The fact that now other people are going to read them at some nebulous point in the future shouldn't mean they became garbage overnight.
Miss Snark asking me for pages doesn't mean I'm any good. It simply means I'd get past the first round at some agencies. At the time I entered the Crapometer, that was my aim. I'd never written a hook before. Never been published. Still yet to finish my first novel (it's getting there, though. If I can stop starting new novels every time I get writers' block).
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Ha! That's what I do whenever I get writer's block. Or I go back and work on old ones.
Your pages were great. I'm surprised the story isn't done yet. Your voice is really well developed.
I'm quitting life for six months at the start of February so that I can get back into the voice of the character and finish the story. The Crapometer has given me a new belief that someone might actually care about this offbeat little tale.
It looks like I'm not the only one who liked it. Although, I didn't think the hook was bad. There's your confirmation in the "landslide". :)
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