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#AmWriting a New Summary for a Revised Grove of Thorismud

The Grove of Thorismud has been rerewitten and revised a couple of times--stripped of 6,000 unnecessary words and filled out again with clearer character motivations and inner journeys, thanks to a good deal of beta help from my Pigasister Christina Mitchell.

Next, I wrote a new book summary for a new round of query letters. I've drafted up the following, which I am running by members of my writers' association while I decide which agents to contact:

Rosemary is an insomniac teen with a cutting habit who accidentally ends her mother’s reign of peace by setting off a hundred-year sleeping curse. She awakens to find that the next ruling dynasty of her small forest kingdom has also fallen, and the valley has been invaded by eaters of human flesh. 

Two aspiring heroes converge upon the valley to take the throne: Johann Farmer and Bellynda, a nomadic wolf huntress. Bellynda wins the race to power by freeing the crown prince Gustav from a spell that had transformed him into a beast. She marries Gustav and claims the valley as the promised land of her people.

Queen Bellynda shows mercy to Johann, who is a relative of King Gustav, by giving him the post of bishop and allowing him to promote his peaceful faith among the tribal barbarians and nomads of the valley. But Johann is not satisfied to take orders from a foreign woman, and he finds himself disappointed with his new wife Rosemary as well.

Rosemary adores Johann and believes that she has achieved her girlhood fantasy of marrying for true love, but her frustrated husband begins to treat her with escalating cruelty. She finds her only source of comfort and protection in an intimate friendship with his rival, Queen Bellynda.

As the two households form complicated alliances and intrigues, the queen plays a dangerous game, encouraging an attraction between Rosemary and Bellynda’s own husband, King Gustav. Torn between loyalty to her husband and her queen, Rosemary must fight a lifetime of repression and learn to follow her own heart.

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