Dear Reader,
After the third consecutive afternoon spent hiding under her desk, a young government lawyer began to suspect she was not pension-material. To preserve what little sanity she had left, she marched into her boss’s office and quit, citing among other things, a need to do something more creative. Her boss listened carefully, and suggested that instead of quitting, she decorate cakes on the side. This threw her for a loop. How did her boss know she loved cake? Was the government secretly monitoring her for signs of pastry-based creativity? Then she remembered that she had no artistic merit to speak of, and her boss must have just made a sexist guess. She breathed a sigh of relief and announced her real intention. To be a novelist.
Yes, a novelist who used to be a lawyer. Shut up.
Happy days followed in which the former lawyer wrote an amateur sleuth mystery. Now she just has to get her manuscript read by people not related to her by blood, marriage, or the bonds of all-night benders. And so, the writer who used to be a lawyer has now become the Querier.[1]
Will the Querier be able to send out 100 query letters to 100 agents in 100 days? Or will she be distracted by video games, cats skittering across her keyboard, and her mother’s weekly reminder that she could go back to being a lawyer? Tune in to find out.
[1] Incidentally, I feel a little guilty for claiming this domain as I think it could have been really great prog-rock band name. Or a really lame horror movie title. And yes, I used a footnote. You can take the girl out of law school…
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