Between the fever (103.9), chills, and relentless pain (even my eyelids hurt!), I didn’t have any desire to be near the computer. Yeah, it was pretty miserable.
But laying in bed gave me a lot of time to think about something that has terrified me ever since I heard the word: my pitch.
I’ve combed a lot of websites looking for tips on pitching. Literary agent Kristin Nelson has a Blog Pitch Workshop that rocks. Another agent, Rachelle Gardner, has a great series called The Elevator Pitch on her website. And Christy Evers has an interview with Sarah Shumway, an editor at Dutton/Penguin on the importance of the pitch.
So I’ve written three different versions of my pitch: one for an actual pitch session, one for a casual encounter, and a two-sentence summary. I’ve worked on them for so long you’d think I’d have them memorized. But I can guarantee you they’re not. Because every time someone asks me what “Secret of Undine” is about, I break out into a sweat, stumble all over myself, and generally sound like a complete idiot.
I’m not an idiot. I know my story inside and out. So why can’t I sell it when I’m asked such a simple question? The Pikes Peak Conference is in 23 days and I’m supposed to have my pitch down pat by then…looks like me and the mirror are going to have some serious face time.
Or maybe I can just hire someone to go and do it for me…?