June 15th: Shit shit SHIT there’s something called #SFFpit and it’s happening NEXT WEEK. I can’t do it. I’m going to do it. I’m not ready to do it. I’M GOING TO DO IT.
June 18th: Dear every writer I know – want to swap twitter pitches?
June 19th-20th: *crickets*
June 21st: Okay, no one is interested, I guess I’ll go back to being a failure at life WAIT WAIT SHIT PEOPLE ARE INTERESTED.
June 22nd: *frantically trades pitches* Ha! I totally know what I’m doing. Dammit, I’m a total failure. Why are these people so much more awesome than meeeeeee
June 23rd, 4am EST: Dum de dee, I’ll just tweetdeck all my tweets so that they activate at the right time. Then I can go about my day and be all productive.
June 23rd, 6am EST: Did it wrong. I’m going to adjust all my tweetdeck tweets.
June 23rd, 6:30am EST: Did it wrong. I’m going to adjust them back.
June 23rd, 7:25am EST: Did it wrong – you know what, I’m just going to take a walk.
June 23rd, 8am EST: THE FALCON HAS LEFT THE NEST. THE EAGLE HAS LEFT THE EYRIE. WHY AM I SAYING THESE THINGS.
June 23rd, 8:08am EST: A HEART, EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE A HEART. I’M GOING TO GET ALL THE HEARTS.
June 23rd, the next 7 hours and 52 minutes: *crickets. No productivity is accomplished. Computer monitor is watched like a bucketful of roaches on the verge of tipping.*
June 24th: I got me a heart and it is MADE OF AWESOME.
And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how my SFFpit went. For anyone left out in the cold, take a look here.
That’s pretty cool! Are you in contact with the person who hearted you?
I got some feedback on my novel after that convinced me I’m not quite ready to query yet. Thanks for the encouragement!
That’s very valuable, too! 🙂 Good luck!