Last week, during a particularly gripping panic, I was dwelling on "blurbs" and trying to figure out what in the world they are. It hit me that it sounds sort of like something a two year old does after eating mac and cheese. And while that may sound particularly disgusting, I realized that feeling is exactly what I get when I think of blurbs, so it's also fitting.
Anyway, to make a long story short, I finally delved in and wrote a blurb. Well, that's what I'm calling it anyhow. Maybe once I've run it through the grind mill a few thousand times, I'll even share it publicly.
The point here is that I'm celebrating having written one. Note that I didn't say a good one. Just that it was one. And I didn't have to eat any mac and cheese to do it.
And as always, I am rewarding everyone for my achievement. Here:
(It's another pic of Mr. Silent. He's still not sharing any info. Just brooding. But hey, I can't complain. Not much anyhow.)What about you, do you like writing blurbs? Do you have a good example of one to share?
April
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5 comments:
I find it kinda hard. I wish I was more blurb savvy and could just churn them out like no problem. Depends on the hook of the story, too.
Thanks for sharing yet another pic of a hot dude! I put one up on my blog for everyone's viewing pleasure too......
:)
I'm like Karen, I don't like writing blurbs either, but I do find if I write something down it helps me get a clearer picture of my story.
Blurbs. yeah, I'm not so good at those. For Just One Spark, I liked my query letter blurb...but it didn;t make it to the back cover.
Hannah Daniels can’t get enough of steamy romance novels, and with her busy schedule she has no choice but to read them in public. Like at the laundromat. While sitting on top of a washing machine going through the spin cycle.
When impulsive firefighter Mason McNally notices Hannah reading a tiny red paperback while sitting atop a running washing machine at the neighborhood Laundromat he’s instantly intrigued by her beauty, boldness, and raw sensuality. The problem? He forgot he happened to be wearing a wedding ring.
Mason will need all the help he can get to find her again, explain he’s not married, and convince her to trust her feelings for him. All while dealing with the meddling of his psychologist brother, her overbearing brother-in-law, their conflicting work schedules, the neighborhood writing group, a stalker with a Hallmark obsession, and a hairless dog named Monkey.
FYI - the < a > tag underlines stuff and turns it blue. Now we know!
I try not to think about blurbing. :) I'm in denial.
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