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I finally got the courage of my convictions and sent a query for The Conduit to Golden Gryphon, just over a year after I sent it to the other place where I have no direct evidence that they ever get any of my email ever.
I'm terrible at queries, but I think I'd want to check out a book described like this:
I’ve written a contemporary fantasy novel, _The Conduit_, in which the protagonist is a magical construct made to grant wishes – that is, he’s the user interface for the Universal Conduit. Made in human shape for the convenience of its users, it acquires self-consciousness and eventually an independent personality when set adrift by rifts within research group that creates him. Hunted by the splinters of the group, and by another group it doesn’t understand, it wanders the highways and skid rows of coastal California, at first only heeding its last instruction from a member of the research group – to stay safe. It makes its living at first from its capacity to grant wishes, and seeks out hungry people on street corners, in hobo jungles, and on freeway verges, manipulating conversations so that the right wishes will be made. As its human biology and neurology have a chance to develop,_it_ becomes _he_ and he develops awareness. And he realizes that every wish brings his pursuers nearer and he undertakes to learn how to make a living without wishes, trying tomato picking, cement breaking, every kind of casual labor, and eventually being befriended by an ambitious young gardener and the family he meets through him, but not before he is captured and lost by the increasingly violent splinter factions of the research group. The help of his new friends, including a Oaxacan curandera and a wilful and perceptive little girl, enable him to resist a final confrontation with his creators and his would-be destroyers.
and that's enough for today.
I'm terrible at queries, but I think I'd want to check out a book described like this:
I’ve written a contemporary fantasy novel, _The Conduit_, in which the protagonist is a magical construct made to grant wishes – that is, he’s the user interface for the Universal Conduit. Made in human shape for the convenience of its users, it acquires self-consciousness and eventually an independent personality when set adrift by rifts within research group that creates him. Hunted by the splinters of the group, and by another group it doesn’t understand, it wanders the highways and skid rows of coastal California, at first only heeding its last instruction from a member of the research group – to stay safe. It makes its living at first from its capacity to grant wishes, and seeks out hungry people on street corners, in hobo jungles, and on freeway verges, manipulating conversations so that the right wishes will be made. As its human biology and neurology have a chance to develop,_it_ becomes _he_ and he develops awareness. And he realizes that every wish brings his pursuers nearer and he undertakes to learn how to make a living without wishes, trying tomato picking, cement breaking, every kind of casual labor, and eventually being befriended by an ambitious young gardener and the family he meets through him, but not before he is captured and lost by the increasingly violent splinter factions of the research group. The help of his new friends, including a Oaxacan curandera and a wilful and perceptive little girl, enable him to resist a final confrontation with his creators and his would-be destroyers.
and that's enough for today.
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