With the end of Spoon-Fed Camel, I have turned my attention toward editing my previous novel, The Tailor’s Song. I almost can’t believe I didn’t post here when I finished that novel— I had a blast writing it, and personally I think it’s my best yet. But I’m biased.
Anyway, as part of the process, I need a beta readers to help me see this thing from other angles. And not just any beta readers will do— I want you as a beta reader.
“Oh, but I’m not a writer,” you say. Or, “Oh, but I’m not a very good writer,” you say. Or, “Oh, but I’m such a better writer than you are,” you say. It doesn’t matter. If you’re at all interested after you read the pitch below, please comment. Beta reading requires no particular skill set besides enjoying a good story. If what I’ve written rubs you the wrong way, I just need you to make a note and tell me which part. You don’t have to fix it for me— let me do the hard work. Just point at the spots I missed.
I’d really appreciate your help! I’ll take as many beta readers as are willing— just say the word. Without further ado, here’s the pitch.
Tessa thought nude magicians were the worst of her problems.
For the last nine months, Tessa has run her parents’ clothing shop. Her powerful, entitled customers appreciate her ability to take their nonsense in stride. Her senile, penniless tenant appreciates her ability to pretend that yes, the rent was up-to-date, not almost a year overdue. Tessa, in turn, appreciates her punching bag’s ability to absorb her frustration; it dies a thousand deaths after close of business each day. Life is manageable.
It doesn’t last. Tessa soon learns her city business license will expire in a month if she can’t renew it. Her father’s lack of records makes mundane paperwork a scavenger hunt as she searches the city for people who knew her parents well. Her punching bag lacks power against the mounting stress— however, a young magician, entitled as they come, quickly becomes the focus of her pent-up rage.
As Tessa struggles along, one of her customers falls dead at her feet— rather, hanging upside-down in the air by magic no one understands. The police, with few options, pinpoint Tessa’s shop as one of their only leads. Tessa must close down. Faced with an expiring license, unhappy customers, and a murder investigation side-eyeing her, she can give up and accept the consequences, or fight to stay afloat, innocent, and sane.
If that appeals to you, let me know! I’d love your help. Thanks.