I’m entering the Dear Lucky Agent contest over at The Guide to Literary Agents Blog. It was one of my goals for my downtime–to get a few, selective, queries and entries out there. I thought it would be easy.
So can anyone tell me why my brain absolutely freezes when I’m doing this? It’s utterly ridiculous. I’m not scared, I don’t think. No reason I should be. I’ve survived Miss Snark and the Evil Editor. The smiling face of the judging agent Roseanne Wells does not worry me.
Why, therefore, does my mind go blank every time I try to format the entry? Just write a quick friendly email, brain! C&P the requested info and get out! THIS IS NOT A HARD TASK.
Ahh well. So long as I get it done, yes?