The Saturday Slash

Meet my Hatchet of Death (or, some other colorful description RC Lewis and I come up with at any given moment). This is how I edit myself, it is how I edit others. If you think you want to play with me and my hatchet, shoot us an email.

We all know the first line of a query is your “hook.” I call the last line the “sinker.” You want it to punch them in the face, in a nice, friendly kind of way that makes them unable to forget you after having read the 300 other queries in their inbox.

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In a land ruined by war, seventeen-year-old Aurel Tritten knows the greatest casualties come the day the sky turns emerald. Every year, at the exact same time, mothers disappear from their homes, soldiers from their barracks and kings from their castles. She’s been told since childhood the emerald sky takes people to a happier place, the City of El, where there are crystal palaces and colors brighter than a rainbow, but Aurel thinks there’s an equally good chance they’re dead. I’m into this so far! 

When the sky shifts to green like it does has? every other year I’d rephrase b/c “every other” makes it sound like a bi-annual event, even though I don’t think that’s what you mean, Aurel blinks and finds herself in El, a world immensely more beautiful than the stories—and more terrifying. For El is at war, too, and enclosed by a massive barrier protecting the city from a wasteland filled with starving darkness. Awkward sentence here – also what is starving darkness? Like the darkness is starving and wants to eat people? Or if you go out there there’s nothing to eat and you will starve? The people from Aurel’s world are replacement soldiers. Literal replacements, bestowed with the name, abilities and memories of one of El’s fallen the moment they arrive. I’d combine these sentences to avoid the echo.

Aurel’s identified as Nissa, the once-revered Gold Sentinel and prime suspect behind the latest tragedy of war. The sentinel stands accused of opening the barrier and letting in the shadow monsters for a bloody feast Aha – there’s some answers here for my earlier question, but I’d clarify in the above para that there are in fact monsters present. Aurel is imprisoned for Nissa’s crimes. Her only escape is proving Nissa’s innocence by remembering what really happened, but with each memory, Aurel drowns deeper in the other girl’s life. If Aurel can’t unlock the secrets in her mind and identify the true traitor, she’ll be the death of an entire world. If she does, and Nissa was truly wicked, she’ll be the death of herself.

HER EMERALD CHAINS is a young adult high fantasy complete at 83,000 words.

Barring my above comments, this looks really great! Polish up those little nits and you’re ready to query.

One thought on “The Saturday Slash

  1. I want to read this right now, I even googled the title to see if I could track down other posts by the author. I agree with Mindy's suggestions to tighten, but you've got me sold.

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