I’m working on my synopsis, and I’m pretty sure God did not invent the idea. It was obviously thought up by a torture inducing, misanthrope-sadist. You’re probably thinking what an extra savvy writer I must be because I used the word misanthrope. Well, think again. I had to look it up. It means “hater of all people”.
As much as I love to write, the word synopsis has now been struck from my dictionary. Seriously, I found the Webster’s on my bookshelf, searched for the word “synopsis”, took out my red marker, and X’ed it out! Whew, I need some Krispy Kreme donuts, and a Dr. Pepper.
I’ve been thinking about this (I’m stalling), and I have deduced from hours of research (like I said – I’m stalling) that it is an absolute, ineluctable requirement to send in a synopsis with your first three chapters. Don’t be impressed with the word ineluctable either. I looked it up when I was defacing my dictionary.
Okay, I’ve stalled long enough. Since it’s pretty certain I’m not going to find an agent that will forgo the synopsis and just let me drone on and on about my fabulous book. In person. In my living room. I’ll go back to my desk, pull up my synopsis on my computer and… eat a donut.
All prayers are (and will always be) greatly appreciated!
Until next time, love and blessings!