Well, it's very exciting over here. We're getting final edits from a couple of beta's and we're inching closer to a final draft of our query for FINDING GRACE (aka GMAIL).
Just in case you're interested in the latest query (I'm sure you're all just on the edge of your seats) I'm posting it below. Feel free to comment. Ummm..actually I'm sort of begging you to comment. We've changed this thing so many times I have no idea if it even makes sense any more.
Sorry for the boring post, but I have absolutely nothing else to write about because I'm living, breathing, eating and sleeping (yeah, I even dream about the damn thing) the book at this point. As I'm sure you can imagine, I'm a really good time right about now. Divorce is imminent.
Kate Lowry didn't think dead best friends could send e-mails. Not even on the anniversary of their disappearance. Of course that’s before she got the e-mail from Grace.
I shouldn't be writing.
They'll hurt you.
Most girls would ignore the warning and go straight to the police.
But Kate isn’t most girls.
Instead, she decides to channel Nancy Drew, pearls and all. Of course, Kate’s pearls are faux, her skirts are way shorter and she’d take everyone's favorite teen detective in a girl fight, but you get the idea.
The e-mails continue and Kate’s quest to solve the mystery takes a dangerous turn when her confrontation with Christian, Grace’s addict brother, almost gets her killed. Good thing she finds a couple of knights-in-(not so)-shining armor in sexy bad boy, Liam, and her awkward neighbor, Seth. Armed with her newfound sidekicks, the investigation continues, uncovering a secret lurking in the halls of their elite private school that threatens to destroy them all.
Kate knew finding Grace wasn’t going to be easy, but figuring out who to trust is more difficult than she ever could have imagined.
After all, everyone’s a suspect.
We are sisters-turned-writing-partners. FINDING GRACE is a 53,000 word YA Mystery. Upon your request, we are prepared to submit the complete manuscript. We look forward to hearing from you.
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