I have received eleven rejections so far out of 62 queries. Two literary agents asked me for chapters of my work. On my way to library to email them. Wish me luck…and a small prayer couldn’t hurt!!
I just received a letter that my poem “Grasping At Straws” has advanced to the next round of judging. If it’s published it will be in an anthology “Who’s Who in American Poetry”.
They have published my poem “In Full Bloom” in another anthology. It was the first work to get published, other than self publishing. It would be an honor if they publish “Grasping At Straws” but it would be a thrill to win the 3,000 dollar prize money.
I’ve put my poetry on the back burner. I’ve submitted 51 queries, for my thriller series, in three days and I’m continuing to work on the third book in my trilogy. I’ve got 52,000 words and the first and second book have right around 75,000. I still have a lot to do, but wish me luck with the poem…..:-)
I am seeking representation for the series “Poisoned Soul”.
An epic trilogy in which the main character and antagonist, Mason Hudson, is afflicted with Dissociative Identity Disorder, one of his alters being a serial killer, as Mason is unaware of the explicit, gruesome murders he has committed, which propels himself and the public into dealing with this harrowing tale.
Mason Hudson AKA Hunter Cook share a body but have a separate conscience. Cook, the shrewd murderer ends the life of a beloved character. He stumps the law, evades capture but eventually, with the dedication of private investigator Benjamin Walker, faces our justice system. This first novel “Within These Walls”, lands Hudson/Cook in court with a shocking verdict.
With established characters and sub plots Cook goes on to slaughter and mutilate his way into becoming a serial killer. Protagonist Kevin Reinhardt brings Mason down in an exhilarating police standoff, which puts Mason behind bars at the close of the second novel ” The Evil Within”.
Courtroom drama opens “Without Remorse” where an insanity verdict is unanimous and Mason is sentenced to four consecutive life terms in a prison for the criminally insane. This final novel is mixed with new colorful, crazy characters. With Mason’s ideation of escape and sessions with Dr. Weston, the tale remains amazing and addicting… with a surprise ending.
I have published poetry in an anthology by Eiber&Wein
I blog at bernabradleysite.com
I thank you for your time in reading my query letter.
I’m proud to say… I’ve been asked to submit a poem for Eber&Wein Publishing’s Who’s Who in American Poetry. I submitted “Grasping at Straws”. Two years ago I got published in their yearly anthology with “In Full Bloom”. Now I’m not bragging really…a year later they requested a poem and I sent “Lasagna Love” and I never heard back from them. Lol. I guess that wasn’t they’re cup of tea. Anyway I’ll see what happens this time. There is a prize involved too. That’s always exciting. 🙂
Mason dialed Garrett with his demands.
“I want a helicopter to take me to the Jefferson County Airport, where I want a private jet scheduled to take me to an undisclosed destination.
“Mr. Hudson…you know we can’t do that.”
“If not this hostage is as good as dead!”
“Let me talk to my superiors and see what we can do.”
“You have exactly fifteen minutes or she loses a finger!”
Terri heard this and became hysterical.
“NO MASON! Please let me go, you will never have to look at or listen to me again! PLEASE!”
Mason tied her down with more tape and taped her mouth as well. Then using an army crawl on his stomach went to the garage to get the thermos, he was sweating by the time he got back and Terri remained securely tied down. Her eyes got huge when she saw the thermos. Why in the hell would he have a thermos?
“Garrett ….you have ten minutes, I suggest you hurry, I’m knife ready!”
He hung up.
Mason got the pint of schnapps out of the small fridge, undid Terri’s tape covering her mouth and told her to drink it.
“OH NO! You’re not really going through with this, you sick fuck?!”
” If my demands aren’t met they will receive a small token of my seriousness. Finish that bottle Terri.”
She was trembling to such an extent that she could not get the bottle opening to her mouth. Mason grabbed it from her and poured some down her throat. It burned and she sputtered but got most off it down. He was trying to anesthetize her!
His phone rang, the negotiator was on the line.
“It’s going to take us a while to meet with your demands Hudson.”
“Fuck you! I know there is a helicopter out there circling I can hear it. Line up that private jet. You’re out of time.
Mason untaped Terri’s arms from each other and retaped her left arm down on the arm rest. He did this tightly on both sides. She was screaming through the tape on her mouth and violently shaking her head from side to side.
Mason poured some schnapps on her hand and started cutting. Terri was trying to thrash around but she was taped so securely she could not move. She felt the serrated blade of the knife cut through her soft skin and passed out.
Mason sawed through the bone and cut through the other side of her finger, there was a lot of blood.
He wrapped her hand tightly with gauze and duct tape, she was still passed out. Mason got on the phone with Garrett once more and told him he had something for him.
“A small token from my hostage!” He snuck up to the side of the window where he could not be seen and threw the finger out as far as he could towards the crowd of waiting cops. One came forward to retrieve the unknown object and Mason let off a shot at him, he got him in the leg but with a glock it would be a grave injury.
Two cops went to his rescue and dragged him back to safety. They picked up the freshly amputated finger with latex gloves and placed it in a ziploc bag. One officer threw up and ran to a waiting cruiser.
“Mason! Are you still there?”
Garrett was met with a dead line.
Terri slowly came around in confusion. She did not know where she was or why she was there. There was an excruciating pain in her left hand. She saw Mason and it all came flooding back, she was beyond horrified. The cocksucker had sawn off her finger! She felt like she was going to lose consciousness again but she could not afford to.
She needed to be awake and try to defend herself. She hated Mason with an intensity and he would not hurt her again!
Mason’s cell rang, it was Garrett.
“Ok , Hudson you have our complete attention. We are getting the copter and we will have a private jet waiting at the Jefferson County Airport. The copter is refueling and will land shortly, then take you to your destination. Please don’t hurt the girl again!”
“No need to if you are really following my directions. If I find it’s a trick I will shoot her in the head.”
With tons of work and changing my mind more than several times, I finally decided on this book cover. I’ve written 70,000 words and winding up surprise ending. Will publish in Sept or Oct. Can’t wait!
Look for novel on Smashwords. “Without Remorse” 3rd and final book in “Poisoined Soul” series coming in 2015!
First book in series, “Poisoned Soul” on sale now!
“Within These Walls”
Give it a try!