This week’s “Gearing up to Get an Agent” Blog hop challenge is to visit as many pitches as possible and critique and comment. I appreciate your help and critique and I’ll try to read as many other pitches as possible this week.
Author: Lauren M. Barrett
Genre: Contemporary Fantasy
Word count: 60,000
Query: Are you suffering from unprecedented misfortune? Do you find yourself suddenly spitting up gold coins? Ever spontaneously turn into an animal? Contact a Cursebreaker. Seventeen-year-old Morgan Crowley will kiss your curse away… for a fee.
Morgan helps supernatural creatures and displaced people from other worlds and times who are affected by curses, spells, and potions. Business is on the rocks. It’s a hard way to make a living in the modern world when your supernatural clients don’t have bank accounts. Her latest client Nicholas, a prince who thinks he’s a sleeping beauty, becomes her assistant until he can pay off his debt to her. His arrival brings on a whole new set of problems. Her snake-turned-boy childhood friend Sadler is suddenly very distant and the Caelum Guard, the official supernatural police force, is interfering with her business.
Now the mysterious Collector has come calling, draining the life out Morgan’s city to add to his already expansive collection of powers, and he seems to have a connection with Nicholas. Morgan must use her alliances and everything she knows about magic to defend herself and everyone she loves.
CURSEBREAKER is a 60,000 word humorous fantasy for young adults that incorporates fairytale elements and folklore to tell an unconventional romance of a heroine and her prince in distress.
I graduated from Simmons College in Boston with a BA in English Literature and Writing. I have studied classical mythology and fairy tales from Ireland and Italy. The full manuscript is available upon request. Thank you for your time and consideration.
First 150 Words: The witch had telekinesis. That hadn’t shown up in Morgan’s research.
Morgan dove out of the way of the flying dresser. It fell out of the witch’s control and crashed to the floor. Morgan jumped up and rolled over a display couch towards the front end of the store for more cover. Where the hell was Sadler?
Even if he was late, she had a job to do here. Grabbing her supply bag from where she had dropped it, Morgan scanned the room for the Riccio brothers. You’d think it would be easy to spot a flock of swans in a furniture store.
There they were, circling at the mattress display near the entrance, hissing and sniping at each other. “Hey guys.” They stopped there strutting and looked up at her curiously as she crouched down behind one of the beds with them. “I’m here to break the spell.”