In Confined Space, the body of a brewery worker is found disintegrating in a tank of liquid caustic. It looks like a tragic accident until the next day, when the naked and tortured body of the worker’s girlfriend is found abandoned in a field not far from the brewery. Safety investigator Evie Chapelle and coroner Bern Fortin risk their jobs – and their lives – in a race to uncover a killer hiding within a corporate system.
It all comes down to these 71 words.
Three years of writing and learning, a completed manuscript of 93,748 words, and in the end, the question of whether or not my book gets published comes down to being able to grab the attention of agents and editors in 2-3 sentences. I guess that makes sense, since it is a variation of those same 2-3 sentences that will make the reader reach for their wallet as they peruse the back jacket copy of the final product.
I’m in the airport right now, on my way to Toronto with these words on the tip of my tongue. If I accidentally bump into someone, I’m likely to start in on my spiel.
I’ll be attending the Arthur Ellis awards dinner tomorrow night. Then I’ll be at the Bloody Words conference, taking sessions on close quarter combat and forensic dentistry. I’ll be surrounded by other mystery writers who find these topics as exciting as I do. I’ll also have some opportunities to pitch my manuscript. I can’t wait.
And hey, there’s still time. If you want to help spice up my elevator pitch, leave a comment.
I’d buy it!
Of course, I will buy it too! Good luck, Deryn! My thoughts and best wishes are with you.
As it happens, the topic is quite actual, at least here in the States where anger and frustrations are brewing (pun intended) against brazen corporations. Voila!
I think there is a market, and a good one, for your story.
Have fun!
Doina-the-optimist
Sounds interesting!
Put me on your emailing list, Deryn, and let me know what I can do to spread the word when it’s published. Maybe I can review it on the Zen Blog.
Cheers, and good luck,
Marlene
Thanks Marlene! Will do.
(Note to self…start email list.)
Me too, me too – I want to be on that email list. I know a lady here who luuuuves mysteries, and her mother, too.
Peace and light, and happy writing
Doina