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Showing posts with label mad libs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mad libs. Show all posts

Friday, January 27, 2012

Query Mad Libs: The Reveal

The other day I asked you guys to play along with a game of Query Mad Libs. You left words in the comments, and I picked one set to reveal to you today. So here’s Crystal Schubert’s office supply–inspired query, my friends. If you want to add your words to the query instead, look for your comment here and then replace the words in bold. Have fun!

Dear curly agent,

Seventeen-year-old Adrianna has everything she’s ever wanted—a bed-ridden boyfriend, infested friends, and a spot on her varsity soccer squad. That is, until her workaholic trumpets move her to Middle of Nowhere, Pacific Northwest. Now she’s the new girl and majorly peeved at the local kids’ choice of cheap brassiere over Gucci.

But everything changes when she meets Tristan, the super below freezing loner with orange eyes and a sodden smirk. He’s the only caplet who hasn’t looked at her twice, which makes her even more interested in him. Even though Tristan is closed off, he opens up after she flirts with him 72 times in a row. As the pair get to know each other, egregious things start to happen. Quickly, Adrianna is gorgeous, fast, and telepathic. It’s not until she notices Tristan sitting outside her foyer 12 nights in a row that she realize she’s in love with him.

When hunting dog hunters come to town looking for her new boyfriend, Leigh knows something’s due north. But could Tristan be highlighted? Though she has her doubts, Leigh knows that the family crest she feels for him is real—and he’s in calculator. Using her superpowers, Leigh must track the hunters before they skitter her true love. If she doesn’t succeed, he may not be the only one to infuriate. Her bottle is on the line, too.

My High Fantasy young adult novel, Pride & Prejudice, is complete at 27 words. I think you’ll plop the way it mixes tape dispenser with mailbox, similar to your client’s book Moby Dick.

Sincerely,
Crystal

Monday, January 23, 2012

Query Mad Libs



About a week ago, I was chitchatting with Erin Bowman and Amy Garvey on Twitter and had one of those Aha! moments that really require a self-illuminating light bulb to appear directly over my head. Because I thought of something super fun to do with you guys.

It is not playing Internet Twister. (Though if someone has an idea of how that might work I’d gladly put my right foot on red to see it.)

It is not playing “Never Have I Ever” via vlog posts. (Though, again, I’d most definitely watch yours.)

And, despite the fact that this sounds awesome and is also something teen me totally would have done, it is not pulling pranks on unsuspecting people while videotaping them for YouTube. (Do not count me out of this one just yet. Also, watch your back.)

Nope, the Fun Thing We’re Going to Do That Probably Seems Less Fun Thanks to All of My Hype is Mad Libs. But not just any Mad Libs—QUERY MAD LIBS.

Not only will I chose a random commenter and use their words in the query I’ve created, I won’t stop any of you from using this query when e-mailing agents. (That said, I highly suggest filling in the blanks with your own words, just so it makes sense with your project. See? I always cover ALL my bases.)

So, here’s what I need from you today (I promise it only looks like a lot—picking words off the top of your head goes quickly):

Adjective
Age
Girl’s name
Adjective
Adjective
Sport
Plural noun
Geographical location
Item of clothing
Designer label
Boy’s name
Temperature
Color
Adjective
Noun
Number
Adjective
Adverb ending in –ly
Adjective
Part of a house
Number
Noun
Noun
Direction
Adjective
Noun
Verb
Verb
Noun
Genre
Title
Number
Verb
Noun
Noun
Title
Your name

Leave your words in the comments and I’ll reveal the query later this week.

Also, you see those illustrations on the Mad Libs photo above? They look a lot like my dad, who is the human version of the glasses, nose, and mustache disguise. No joke. I'll have to show you photo proof some time.