Since I'm on first call this Friday evening, I better post my entry while I can.
We, as unknown authors. don't have a name to grab the attention of an agent. We have to do it the hard way. With one sentence that compels the agent to ask for more.
Like the eyes of this lovely siren. Something to make the onlooker pause. Piece of cake, right? Yeah, Devil's Food cake.
Quick. Give me one snappy sentence summarizing GONE WITH THE WIND. Yeah. It's tough.
But I have tried my best to come up with a hot logline that you might find on the inside jacket cover of my urban fantasy, FRENCH QUARTER NOCTURNE.
To me a logline has to be short. A blocky, thick sentence might as well be a paragraph. Punish an agent with one, long chunky sentence, and the whistling sound you hear next is your query letter sailing through the air into File 13.
So let's see what I managed to do with the query chore I hate the most : the one sentence logline :
1.) Death calls to death, and in Post-Katrina New Orleans the undead have accepted the invitation with only one cursed man to stand in their way.
2.) In New Orleans as the flood waters recede, the dead begin to rise, and a cursed Texan stands alone to stem the tide : Samuel McCord, the man beloved of Death herself.
3.) Katrina has left New Orleans in darkness, and its only hope lies with Samuel McCord, a man with none of his own.
4.) New Orleans has become a city of drowned hope and the rising dead, with only Samuel McCord, the man with death in his veins, to stop the tide of advancing darkness.
5.) In Post-Katrina New Orleans, the shadows are hungry, and only Samuel McCord, the man with death in his veins, is left to stop them -- if he can.
And to end this post with a flourish, here's an ancient music video. But that's fitting. Samuel McCord is ancient, too.