Hook, Line, and Sinker Round-Up!!!!

Hello my darling readers! WHEW!!  What a crazy couple of weeks!!! Hook, Line, and Sinker has officially come to a close and we have had some SPECTACULAR results!!  Aside from the fact that every single Round 3 Entry had a request, we had several contestants drop out due to offers of rep!! It has been a full-blown roller coaster of ALL THE FEELS since this contest launched, and I am so happy to have been a participant!  Sooooo many amazing entries, sooooo many amazing agents! You writers made things so hard to get to the final picks with all your awesome!  I am so proud of everyone who entered, and genuinely felt it a privilege to represent the adult category.  You guys all did me wicked proud. Alrighty, here is the break down: 50 Round 3 Contestants 12 Agents MG – 29 Total Requests YA – 37 Total Requests Adult – 33 Total Requests Overall – 99 TOTAL REQUESTS!!!! That is so super amazing, kids!!! And FYI, our secret fourth judge will be revealed in a couple of days in an interview where he will talk about pitching, choosing entries and his other general thoughts of awesomeness! It has been a complete pleasure, everyone.  Major love to Kat and Dee for all their hard work, and tolerating my constant catching up during Fizzy Revisions 2012.  You two are, and always will be, the cat’s pajamas! To our agents, you guys rock.  I can’t thank you enough for all the love you showed our writers, and I can’t wait to see more success stories trickling in!! And that’s all she wrote!  The contest is complete, comments are now open on the Round 3 blog, so GO! Show love for entries, thank agents, have fun! And for any other non-participating agents, feel free...

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Hook, Line, & Sinker Round 3 Finalists!

Hook, Line, & Sinker entrants, you are a very talented group of writers and you made our decisions very tough!  While we couldn’t move everyone on to Round Three, we’ve done our best to give the participating agents what they’ve asked for and we’ll be watching for some fantastic matches to be made over the next few days. No matter how far you made it in the contest, we hope you’ll gain something from being involved.  Learn about the agents and see what they request, use the feedback on your hook & line, let the encouragement carry you forward, and make some new writer friends. For our list of outstanding agents who will be patrolling these entries, click here! Congratulations to our finalists and good luck! Middle Grade will be posted on http://www.writeforapples.com/ Young Adult will be posted on http://katelliswrites.blogspot.com/ Adult will be posted RIGHT BELOW: Entry #1 – City of Zero Entry #2 – Blame it On Meryl Streep Entry #3 – The Princess Paradox Entry #4 – The Governor’s Hand Entry #5 – The Portrait Entry #6 – The Actor’s Daughter Entry #7 – Waiting For Someday Entry #8 – Jumping Ants Entry #9 – Jane Doe Entry #10 – Misery, Alabama Entry #11 – Finders Keepers Entry #12 – Price of Refuge Entry #13 – Whispers in the Moonlight Entry #14 – Without Borders Entry #15 – The Land of Many Water * * * Reminders * * * ONLY PARTICIPATING AGENTS MAY COMMENT IN THIS ROUND. We need to keep the posts clean so our awesome agents can easily read through the entries. If you are another amazing agent who has happened upon this contest and would like to make requests, we welcome you to take a look. However, please wait until the contest closes...

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HLandS Entry #1 – City of Zero

Name: Matt Davidson Title: City of Zero Genre: Crime/Thriller/Dystopian Word Count: 64,000 words   Hook: In a city where a zero tolerance policy on criminal activity results in the death penalty for all crimes, kleptomaniac police inspector Kate Swanson leads an investigation into a number of disappearances. Her investigation leads her to Old Blue, whose murdered wife links all of the missing people. Swanson must locate Old Blue before he kills those he has kidnapped.   Line: The glass cylinders crawled through the night sky, snaking across the entire city; they moved along their tracks like giant lanterns, each with a solitary prisoner.   Sinker:           Inspector Kate Swanson knew the junior officer who was standing by the courtroom doors watching her. Flaherty was flushed with excitement. He looked so desperate to get Swanson’s attention that for one horrendous second, Swanson thought he might shout over to her. Swanson turned away and looked back towards Judge Livermore. The accused, William Crampton, sat to Swanson’s right on a separate table with his lawyer. Little more than a child, Crampton had been arrested six months ago for petty theft after stealing a bottle of vodka from a supermarket – a dare from his fellow gang members. Dressed in a prison jumpsuit, his narrow eyes stared at the judge.  Swanson listened to the familiar sound of the verdict followed by the equally familiar sentence.         There was only ever one sentence.         The boy barely reacted. Swanson had seen the weary look of resignation countless times before. No doubt the hope had been ground out of him during his probationary incarceration.         ‘Court dismissed,’ said the Judge.         Flaherty was by her side in seconds. In his ill-fitting uniform, he looked like a schoolboy playing dressing-up games. He smelt of nicotine and sweet aftershave. He pulled at...

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HLandS Entry #2 – Blame it On Meryl Streep

Name: Anya Hauenstein Title: Blame it on Meryl Streep Genre: Women’s Fiction Word count: 97,000 Hook: At age 28 Laura Sanders has never been in a relationship and given up on love until she watches Mamma Mia and suddenly finds the perfect coach to a happier life at her side: Meryl Streep. Nobody but Laura can see and hear imaginary Meryl, but so what? Sometimes you have to lose yourself in a fantasy to fix your reality. Line: Meryl swims with admirably elegant and swift strokes, seemingly effortless, whereas I feel like a hippopotamus chasing a dolphin trying to follow her, and I can’t help but wonder if it gets boring once in a while to be so perfect. Sinker:         I’m Laura M. Sanders.         I’m twenty-eight.         I’m a TV producer in Los Angeles.         I’ve travelled the world.         I have a cat named Sartre.         I own 108 pair of shoes.         I’m a virgin.         The worst part about my pathetic, lonely life is the constant pretending. Pretending to be normal. Everybody knows the drama of love, the passion, the pain, and not knowing makes you a complete freak. Until some years ago I used to be honest and tell friends at some point that I never had a boyfriend and never had sex. Someday I’ll tell a stranger that I killed a person. Simply to see if that confession arouses a similar mortified look.         After the look there’s always the insensitive comment: Why don’t you just pick up a guy at a bar? A woman can get laid even if she’s coyote ugly and you look really cute. Thanks, but no thanks. I don’t want to get laid. I want to be loved.         Next is usually the sexist, but still popular, good advice.         Good Advice Number One: Be dumb. Men don’t...

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HLandS Entry #3 – The Princess Paradox

Name: Carey Torgesen Title: The Princess Paradox Genre: Women’s Fiction/Romance Hook: Jaded by fairy tales, Nora Roseberry’s surprised to find herself caught between ‘Prince Charming’ and his brother ‘Prince-Damn-He’s-Charming’. Stick to the story or change the fairy tale ending? Happily ever after just got messy. Line: But, as fate would have it, I was so busy critiquing fairy tales, I never realized I was actually living one. Sinker:         I wish I had the guts to tell my best friend I’d rather gouge out my eyes with a cocktail weenie than attend her wedding. Weddings, by nature, raise numerous questions if you’re single. People you don’t even know approach you as if it’s open season on any insensitive question they can muster. Aren’t you involved? Did you just break up with someone? Are you a lesbian?         My answer to all of these was an emphatic “no.” But explaining my feelings to Jillian, well, that just made her want to hook me up with someone even more. Which is why I was sitting here in dressing room I-lost-count, watching her zip up a beautiful Marchesa bridal gown, dreading this whole experience. I knew exactly how today would end.         “Ohmigod, Nora. Look at me.”         “You look…” I nodded, “breathtaking. Really.”         “I do, don’t I?”         “You do.”         She twisted her body, arching her back, and straining her neck to peek at every possible angle reflected in the mirror, patting her body down as she did so. “It really sucks in my fat.”         “You don’t have any fat. You’re like a size two.”         “Whatever. I think this is the one.” Her eyes became teary, her lips puckered. She looked at me, attempting a smile.         “Are you sure? How do you know it’s the one?” I asked. “You’ve tried on a gazillion dresses and I’m...

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