Tag: new fantasy

How I got my rockstar agent

Well do I know the angst and anxiety that go along with being an aspiring author. As I am new to publishing, myself, but have already garnered some level of success (I did just sign my second multi-volume contract in less than a year) I’d like to pay forward a bit of the excellent advice that’s floating around out here in the help-me-o’sphere. And I’ll begin near the end, by telling you how I got not just an agent, but a rockstar agent with Trident Media Group.

Nothing Left to Lose

It took a series of disasters to knock me down to rock bottom, a dogged, desperate, forget-all-wisdom commitment to drop out of life for a year or so and finally write that book I’d been dreaming of for decades, and a good friend who believed in me when I couldn’t find the courage to believe in myself, but I’d finally done it: I had finished writing THE DRAGON’S LEGACY.

A Ridiculous Book

It was a bit of a ridiculous book, even by fantasy standards. I had a 170,000-word manuscript with two prologues and an unwieldy number of point-of-view characters. I knew my book had a lot going for it, but I also knew that it would be a hard sell in today’s market. In order to get the agent I needed, I would need to master the submission process.
I needed the perfect query, a persistent mindset, and maybe a little bit of luck.

The Perfect Query

Since this book would be an exceptionally tough sell, and because I am Queen of the Scatterbrains, I first set out to understand the submission process and get my ducks in a row. I’d been stalking researching literary agents for months, making short and longer lists of agents who represented books like mine. Some of these agents wanted ten pages, some wanted ten pages and a synopsis, some wanted fifty pages, some just wanted a query. I spent a couple of weeks reverse engineering successful query letters, struggling to transform the Gordian knot I called an outline into two pages of something that made sense, writing a synopsis (I’d rather be waterboarded than write a synopsis of a 170k word count multi-pov fantasy novel ever again, thank you very much) and saving the first chapter, first three chapters, first ten pages, and so forth in separate files. Then I created a spreadsheet of agents I would love to work with, their submission requirements, books they had represented, and what they were currently looking for. I felt that it was important for me not only to be able to describe my book, but also to show that I had done my research and was taking a professional approach to writing.

A Persistent Mindset

My initial goal was simple: I would query one agent a day, using my already-assembled materials, until I reached the end of my list of dream agents, and then I would start a new list. Though it was more than a little intimidating, I started with those agents who are known to be the very best in my genre, those who represent the books I love to read. I can’t say that I honestly believed I would get such an agent, but I’d never really believed I could finish this book, either, so what the heck.

A Little Bit of Luck

One of my favorite places to write is my local bookstore-slash-café. I was getting ready to send off a second round of queries, so I stopped in for a tub o’ coffee. They were brewing a new pot, so I had about two minutes’ worth of free time, and because of this I wandered over to the magazine section and picked up the latest issue of Writer’s Digest. In that issue I found a Literary Agent Spotlight:
http://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/guide-to-literary-agents/literary-agent-spotlight-mark-gottlieb-of-trident-media-group
I thought I needed a grouchy old white-haired guy with a wrinkled sweater and a basement full of musty old books. This agent was young, and new, and…holy cow, he was with Trident Media Group, which was at the very pinnacle of my wish list. There’s no way, I figured, a novice author with a weird book could ever get such an agent. But I steeled my last nerve and submitted my query letter through Trident’s site. Then I refreshed my email inbox to make sure my submission had gone through.
There, not two minutes after clicking ‘submit’, was a request for a full manuscript.
After taking a lot of deep breaths, and with shaking hands, I emailed my entire manuscript to Mark Gottlieb…
…who took the weekend off to read it…
…by Sunday afternoon, Mark had finished reading my manuscript and sent me another email, this one indicating that he would like to speak with me regarding representation.
Within four months, Mark had sold THE DRAGON’S LEGACY in a three-book-deal to Titan Books; it will be released in hardcover Spring 2017. Less than a year later, my rockstar agent sold my second book, DAUGHTER OF THE MIDNIGHT SUN, also to Steve Saffel of Titan Books in a two-book deal, also set to be released Spring 2017.
Write a good book, write a good query letter, do your homework. And dare to dream big.

Gold Standard

As a new writer, still in my original packaging and waiting to be put out on the shelves for people to buy (or not), I am at a weird and enviable stage in my career. Weird, because while I’ve sold a book (or three) my work has yet to be made public, so I’m still Nobody. Enviable, because I’ve successfully leapt the hurdles FINISH THE BOOK, GET AN AGENT and SELL THE BOOK, so I’m kinda Somebody, as well. Enough of a Somebody that I find myself fielding the “how-did-you” questions, enough of a Nobody that I’m easily approachable and still have a few minutes’ free time to spare for giving advice of dubious merit.

One question that is often asked but difficult to articulate, even for writers–perhaps especially for writers, and I imagine other artists as well–is: “How did you DO it?”

Q: “What is the meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything?”

A: (That one’s easy): 42.

Q: “How did you DO it?”

A: That one’s a bit more difficult…

“How did you DO it?” You ask. Do you mean ‘How did you get an agent’,  or ‘How did you choose a point of view’, or ‘How did you get past editing Chapter One till you’d worn the letters off your keyboard and gave up to go play mini golf’?

All of those and more, of course.

“What writing tools do you use? What is your revision process? How did you decide on POV characters?” The aspiring author sees that first impossible hurdle–FINISH THE BOOK–and asks, “How did you DO it?” When she is really asking, “Can I do it?”

The answer she fears, echoing deep in the dank and slimy pit of her soul, is “No, you can’t.”

That was the answer I always got, anyway. And then my demon would laugh as I shut down Word and logged onto Facebook instead. Because that bitch wants nothing more than for you to give up, so that she may remain in the shadows and nibble at the edges of your soul without interruption.

So, what changed? How did I go from someone who desperately longed to be an author to someone who has written THE BOOK and shepherded it all the way to a sale? How did I elude the ubiquitous lack of self-confidence that hunts artists and eats them for breakfast?

How did I do it? Was it Scrivener? A workshop? A critique group?

Did I sacrifice a goat???

Nope. No goats were harmed in the creation of this book.

I found a superhero, someone who believed in me and my work, someone who cheered me on and freaked out in a good way with every new chapter and wheedled and cajoled and kicked my ass every step of the journey. Someone who believed in me even though I never did. I found my #1 fan.

The Author and her #1 Fan

The Author and her #1 Fan

If you are an artist of any color, the world is going to judge you and find you unworthy. It is likely you will judge yourself unworthy; I know I did. But if you have one person lighting a candle in the darkness for you, one person who hangs your painting on the wall or taps her foot in time to your singing or stays up till two in the morning reading your latest chapter and then threatens to break your arm if their favorite character stays dead…

That’s the good stuff, man. That’s the gold standard.

This one’s for you, Kristine. I couldn’t have done it without you.

I'm writing as fast as I can!

I’m writing as fast as I can!

At a recent visit to the insane asylum. We fit right in.

At a recent visit to the insane asylum. We fit right in.

Is there a book in you?

Many of the people I know, or meet, are aspiring writers. A lot of them are working on their book, or thinking about it, or dreaming about it, or cleaning house in a desperate attempt to avoid THE BOOK. Seriously, everyone I meet seems to think they have a book in them. And some of them really do:

Do you have a book in you? This guy did!

Do you have a book in you? This guy did!

When these folks find out that I found the holy grail signed with a literary agent–and not just any literary agent, mind you, but a SFF rock star–I am immediately inundated with questions. Which I do not mind at all; I’m so new to this game that my first book (sold by said rock star agent) won’t be released till next year. A very short while ago, I was one of those round-eyed aspiring writers. I’d drive down the road practicing my “Yes, I would be delighted to have you represent my book” phone conversation.

It was a good thing I did that, by the way; when I first spoke to my agent by phone, I was calm and professional. The moment I hung up, however, I lost my shit. Seriously, I called my first reader to tell her the news and she didn’t even recognize my voice.

Most of the questions I hear are along the lines of:

Question #1:  “Are you rich yet?”

Question #2:  “How do I get an agent and sell my book?”

Answer #1:  Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaaaaaa *gasp* hahahahahahahahaaaa. snort. giggle. heh. Nope. I’m pleased with the advance I received from Titan Books; it was enough to replace the clutch in my old car, replace the appliances that quit working because I had money coming in, pay some bills, and buy a bottle of good whiskey. Median advances for a debut fantasy novel are in the $7k range, folks; that’s not going to buy a castle in Scotland. But it does show that my publisher has faith in my book’s potential, which makes me happy, and pays a bit of rent, which makes my landlord happy.

Answer #2:  Have you finished writing your book? I know, because I’ve been you, that this is not the non-answer you really want to hear. And you’re not alone:

‘Some writers enjoy writing, I am told. Not me. I enjoy having written.’

~George R.R. Martin

You want to pick up the phone, describe your awesome story to the world’s greatest agent, who was sitting by the phone hoping you’d call so he could send the gold-plated contract that’s been sitting on his desk forever just waiting for your signature. Oh, and he’s got a dozen Big 5 editors ready to bid against one another for the chance to publish your book in a special gold-plated edition bound in human skin.

I feel your pain, I really do. But that’s not how this works. No agent is going to want to represent that book if it’s still in you, covered in your guts and mucus and DNA goo. You’re going to have to get that bitch out into the fresh air, and clean the slime off so it’s all shiny and pretty. It’s going to hurt, it’s going to drive you crazy, and it’s going to take more effort and commitment and sheer cussedness than you think you can take. I gave birth four times, without drugs, to babies who weighed in at just under ten pounds each. And that was nothing compared to writing my first book.

I didn’t think I could do it.

I did it.

And you can do it, too.

Now, I have some good news for you: writing a book isn’t all talent and inspiration and serendipity. As a matter of fact, if I were to make a pie chart called Writing a Book and demonstrate the percentages of talent/inspiration/dreamy shit versus time spent banging your head on a brick wall, tenacity, tendonitis, and building your skill set as a writer, the happy-skippy-muse stuff would be a smear of whipped cream on the bottom of the pie plate. Talent and inspiration and all that are wonderful if and when you have them, but most of the work of writing a book can be accomplished by SITTING YOUR ASS DOWN AND WRITING. And your writing skills can be acquired, built upon, and honed.

The bad news? Bullshit excuses won’t get your book written, and frankly nobody wants to hear them.

RECAP:

1: If you’re human, there’s a good possibility that you want to write a book.

2: You’re not going to get an agent or sell your book until you write the damn thing.

3: You’re probably not going to get rich selling your book, but what the hell, it’s still awesome.

4: It’s possible for you to write that book you’ve been dreaming of and get it published–or publish it yourself.

5: I don’t want to hear your bullshit excuses for not finishing your book, and neither does anyone else.

For those of you who keep your ass in the chair long enough to get this thing done, I’ll be writing about how I went about finding my rock star agent, and why he agreed to work with me.

Also…as great as you think it might be to finish that book, get an agent, and get published? You’re wrong. It’s so much better than that.

 

Jai tu wai,

 

Debi

Ramblins and ravens

So, the fine folks over at the Grim Tidings podcast invited me to the rambling round table, and we had a delightful chat.

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The Grim Tidings Podcast with Deborah A. Wolf

We talked about the writing process, getting published, controversies in popular fantasy, and weiners.

We talked a lot about weiners.

Thanks for having me over, guys, I had a great time!

Jai tu wai,

Debi

Most Auspicious News

I am delighted to announce the sale of the first three books in my saga, THE DRAGON’S LEGACY, to Titan Books.

Congratulations to Deborah A. Wolf on the new book deal:

Deborah Wolf’s THE DRAGON’S LEGACY (Books 1-3), pitched in the tradition of Guy Gavriel Kay’s THE SARANTINE MOSAIC and the darker folkloric tales of ARABIAN NIGHTS: set in a desert world of sand and honey, the series balances and contrasts the grim with the wondrous, the heartbreaking with the humorous, and takes an unflinching look at real-world issues such as the plight of indigenous peoples in a world mad for power, to Alice Nightingale at Titan, by Mark Gottlieb at Trident Media Group.

Worldbuilding: Geek Love

Sharing a short excerpt from today’s worldbuilding exercise: I’m writing a concise history of Atualon.

The Wyvern’s Rebellion

Solarus ap Serpentus ne Atu, during a visit to the capital city of Khanbul, abducts the young Imperial Princess Zhaolin and installs her as his Consort. Emperor Pu Yet Sin seds his fifteen-year-old son Ghanzhi as an Imperial envoy to Atualon to secure her release or, failing that, demand an Imperial dowry and instatement of Zhaolin as Sa Atu. Ghangi, against his father’s explicit orders, demands his sister’s immediate and unconditional return, but Serpentus laughs in his face and tosses the Imperial Prince into the dungeons of Atukos.

When the Emperor learns of his son’s disobedience he disowns the boy and refuse to pursue the matter further. Imperial Prince Tiachu is named Heir and immediately challenges his father to mortal combat, which he wins. Emperor Tiachu then raises an army and sends it west to Atualon.

The Matreons of Atualon, fearing war, demand that the Imperial Prince and Princess be returned immediately to Sindan, and reparations paid as well.  But Solarus has already defiled the girl and it is reported that the boy prince has taken wetlung and is not expected to live.  The Matreons are divided in their responses to this outrage; some demand that Solarus be stricken from the line of succession, others that he be allowed to succeed his father but required to install the girl as Issa Atu and pay reparations to the new Emperor.  When Serpentus refuses to negotiate with the Matreons, the Matreons return to their Houses and take up the matter with their Patreons.

Several of the Houses issue a Denuntiatio, or formal intent to remove House Serpentus from the throne.  Serpentus declares all titles and lands belonging to the families whose Patreons have signed the Denuntiatio forfeit.  Houses Ursos, Equos, Corvos, and Wyvernos raise the standard of rebellion.

And that’s all I’m going to tell you, for now.

 

Jai tu wai!

Debi

New Urban Fantasy Title

Introducing SPLIT FEATHER, a Siggy Alexie book:

Siggy J. Alexie is a young woman of mixed heritage living in Bearpaw, Michigan. Given up for adoption as a child, abandoned by her adoptive parents as a hopelessly troubled teenager, Siggy struggles to figure out who she is, where she belongs, and how to blend in with ‘normal’ folks. But soon after a botched DNA test, Siggy receives a mysterious package, and when she opens it up all Hell breaks loose…

…literally.

Stay tuned for updates.

Jai tu wai,

Debi

The Forbidden Kingdom

Just a quick note to let you know that if you like THE DRAGON’S LEGACY, you are going to love The Forbidden Kingdom, Book 2 of THE DRAGON’S LEGACY.

Here’s a quick teaser:

Sundered

The wind was born of a Twilight Lord, playing a seashell flute. Webbed fingers strong and sure danced across the smooth shell as they had once danced across the skin of a human girl, delicate and sweet and all things good. That girl was gone, just as the meat was gone from this shell, leaving only the memory of beauty and faint notes in the wind. But the sea was still the same, and the song was still the same, curling round his heart thick and slow as the fog that shrouded the Sorrowful Isles.

Born of sea and sand and the cries of a wounded heart, the wind danced in rage and longing across the Sundered Sea, rousing the waves of Nar Kabdaan to wrath and ruin as they cast themselves, again and again, to die unmourned upon the heartless shores of Bizhan. The waves were born, they struggled, they died, one after another like soldiers caught in a dream of war.

The wind was heavy with salt, and the dreams of sea-witches, and the tears of lost souls. It struck at the jagged rocks, tore at the sharp grasses like a madman tearing at his own hair, it howled at the gates like the voices of a thousand ice wolves buried in fear, forgotten to legend, lost, lost, lost. The howling woke the Halfkin Child, because the song of wolves round a campfire can never truly be forgotten by the children of Man, no matter how deeply they hide it from their thick and stubborn hearts. The Child rose, he slipped from his bed and from his mother’s hearth and stumbled down the rocky path to the sea; and because he, too, could hear the howling of the wolves, could feel them singing in the shadows of his heart, the Twilight Lord put down his flute and swam to the shores of Man. The moons were faded, half-empty and without power, but he had broken so many laws already that one more could hardly matter.

 

Now, kindly leave me alone to write.

Jai tu wai,

Debi

The Hero’s Journey: Call to Adventure (or: Get The Hell Out of My Pantry!)

Most of you who are writers have probably already heard about the Hero’s Journey.  Described by Joseph Campbell in The Hero With a Thousand Faces (1949), The Hero’s Journey—or monomyth—is a basic pattern that can be found in stories and legends around the world:

The Hero's Journey

The Hero’s Journey

The Journey can be broken down into four stages.  In Stage 1, the Hero leaves the familiar world behind.  In Stage 2, the Hero learns to survive in a strange new world.  In Stage 3, the Hero uses this new knowledge to master the unknown world, and in Stage 4 the Hero returns to the familiar world, having gained some necessary bit of knowledge or shiny object.

This is an oversimplification of a very complex and fascinating topic.  I would encourage you, especially if you are a writer, to read further here:

http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/TheHerosJourney

And here:

http://www.jcf.org/new/index.php

And here:

http://www.thewritersjourney.com/hero’s_journey.htm

Consider this your Call to Adventure.

I’ve spent a lot of time geeking out about the Hero’s Journey, because storytelling is kind of my thing.  If writing is an adventure—and believe me, writing is an adventure—I feel like I’m at stage 2.5.  I’ve almost got the hang of this strange new world and I’m getting to the point where I don’t cut myself with my own sword too often.  And I’d like to share some thoughts on the Hero’s Journey in storytelling.

I sat down one day and made a Hero’s Journey spreadsheet, and broke down parts of the story lines of JRR Tolkien’s Lord of the Rings, Robert Jordan’s Eye of the World, and George RR Martin’s Game of Thrones.

This is what I do in my spare time.  Don’t judge me.

When I did this, I noticed something interesting.

In each story, the Call to Adventure was precipitated by an unlooked-for and somewhat unwanted visitor.  Here we have a protagonist, our will-be Hero, happily smoking a pipe, helping Dad with farmboy chores, or lopping off the head of a deserter—Familiar World stuff—when along comes a Sage with some bit of news.  Grab your boots and walking-stick, it’s time for an adventure.

What I found interesting was the thought that this Sage—who may become a mentor or helper character in the not too distant future—is an unwelcome visitor.  Of course the Call to Adventure is often resisted at first, because who wants to leave a nice Hobbit-hole and a larder full of cheese and bacon?  But the Hero’s initial reaction to the person initiating the call is worth examining further.  This visitor is often seen as a helper or mentor character, but I would argue that this is also an antagonist.

I began to call this character the Fey Visitor.  There’s something otherworldly, powerful, and vaguely frightening about this person.  This visitor is viewed with suspicion and unease, and a general wish that they would just go away and leave the Hero in peace.

Of course, the Fey Visitor is a herald to another character or group of characters—Nazgul, Myrdraal, or Lannisters—and this visitor is a direct threat to our Hero’s safety, to the extent that the Hero will be forced to embark upon the journey, and may also be forced to rely upon the Fey Visitor’s strange powers for survival.

I call this second visitor the Fell Visitor, and see it as a dark-mirror image of the Fey Visitor.  It seems to me that a story may be enhanced and deepened if the storyteller keeps these two Visitors in mind, plays them off against one another, and has fun comparing and contrasting them as two sides of the same coin.  Moiraine and the Myrddraal, King Robert Bareatheon and Cersei Lannister, Gandalf and the Nazgul.  Someone who wants you to move and change, and someone else who will kill you if you don’t.

As the Hero continues into the strange new world, eventually lessons will be learned and skills gained that will enable the Hero to overpower either of these antagonists, but for now I will leave Frodo trembling in fear as he agrees to this impossible task, when all he really wants to do is go home, have a smoke, and sit down to a nice little dinner.

 

Jai to wai,

Debi

Sometimes, it Works

Chapter 30 was a pain in my ass.

Since I decided, with excellent help and coaching, to shorten this book by 30 chapters (120k words +/-), I noticed that one of my pov characters ends up with only two chapters in this book. No spare room for a mediocre chapter (not that there’s ever any excuse for a mediocre chapter). I had to turn what was supposed to be a bridge into a shining landscape.

Chapter 30 was a pain in my ass.

Since her character arc was ending so abruptly, I was caught a bit short.  How do I showcase her importance in two scenes? How to leave my audience wanting more of her? Should I just cut her out as a pov character? (Nope, can’t do that, she’s a load-bearing wall in this story). Spent a whole day writing a scene with this character in Atualon, decided that was ‘meh’, spent another day banging my head on the brick wall…and then on Thursday I finished it. It was okay. It was pretty good. I had most of the words in the right order.

Friday morning, on the way into town, it hit me as if that brick wall had fallen on my head. I didn’t have any time to write until that evening–even writers have to pay rent–so I let it percolate in my hindbrain all day long.  Got home and struggled with writing it because it’s an intense scene (edited for spoilers, but it’s killing me not to tell you).

Chapter 30 was a pain in my ass. And it’s the best thing I’ve ever written. I can’t wait to share it with you.

Jai tu wai,

Debi