11.19.2006

Chick Lit

Hi Miss Snark,

To how many editors would you pitch a chick lit novel before throwing the towel in the gin pail? Does 10 or 12 sound like about it, or do you think there would still be possible life for a manuscript after that?



None. Chick lit is dead.

19 comments:

Anonymous said...

I'd try Kristin Nelson, just in case.

Sherry D said...

My mother and her friends still read chick lit. Sorry. I realize that isn't exactly a recommendation.

Anonymous said...

Correction. Send it to Kristin Nelson and sherry d's mom. You don't mind, do ya sherry?

Dragonet2 said...

Yanno, when Robin Bailey was selling Frost (his first novel), it went to a LOT of publishers (everyone he thought might buy it, not just 10 or so) before he sold it. At the time, Fantasy was kind of marginal in the world of science fiction and fantasy. And I think it at least earned out. And he went on to do more and better good stuff. So don't give up too soon.

Kimber An said...

I haven't researched Chick Lit, since it's not my genre. However, in researching my own genre, I've noticed some agents say it's dead while others are still hot for it. 10 rejections is nothing. Keep researching the market, agents, and editers. Keep revising, keep pestering your critique partners. If you really want to do this, keep at it.

Julia said...

Chick Lit is dead? Praise the dogs of Kobal.

This chick (or I guess I'm a hen now) is sick of stories about these self centered, simpering, fools who can only find gratification in excessive ownership.

Can't relate to a man the way you can relate to a new pair of shoes (probably Prada)? It's hard to have a relationship where someone expects something of you, isn't it?

These characters just continue the myth of the silly woman.

OK, I'm going to take my special medicine nowl.

HawkOwl said...

Dead or not, I'd much rather read chick lit than Edward Jones.

You know what I'd like to see for chick lit? A serial novelization of Young and the Restless. They could turn out one every two months until they're caught up to present, and then one every six months to keep up with the action... Or lack thereof. Then I'd never be out of drivel to read, and it would greatly speed up the process of keeping up. But I guess that's as unattainable as world peace.

Kara Lennox said...

Chick lit isn't dead, but the glut is over and publishers are being much more selective. There are still some quality contemporary women's fiction books being purchased--and it's not all shopping and boyfriend problems.

My advice would be not to call it chick lit. Call it contemporary women's fiction.

Nut said...

What you don't realize, Julia, is that all those Chick Lit writers will have to move on, and write in a different genre... EVEN YOURS.

So, I think we should all rally to bring back the dead genres, to avoid Author Overcrowding within the living genres. Even if it means reading the stuff you usually dont.

(However, nothing you say or do will make me read erotica. But, all the rest off you, feel free to read it. Keeps those writers out of my genre, for a while! Yep, I'm a close-minded nitwit, and I'm proud! Oh, and there ain't no medicine strong enough to cure THIS nut.)

A Question said...

A question for Miss Snark: How does she define a book that is 'Women's Fiction' and not 'Chick Lit'?

Termagant 2 said...

Dear A Question: in this humble author's estimation, Women's Fiction is really Chick Lit in disguise: heavily made up, hairgelled, wearing black lace and stilettoes with ankle straps. Oh, and lacking attitude.

T2

angrylil'asiangirl said...

i think of so-called chick lit. as the type of thing that you just know when you see/read it. but are some of you guys saying that women's fiction and chick lit. are rather synonymous genres?

for instance, would chick lit. include radclyffe hall's well of loneliness or gayle jones' corregidora in a category that embraces the sort of self-absorption and commodification of the female self a la bridget jones' diary, as chick lit. does?

Elektra said...

Arg! I really like a nice, fluffy, boyriends-and-shopping-and-no-other-problems-in-the-world read every once in a while. It's like cleansing your literary palate.

eunuch said...

Just rename it Roost-lit, and go on with your life.

btw: anyone got extra fiber?

Anonymous said...

It's funny how one agent says something is dead but the next agent says it's not. I guess all agents are not on the same page. I was just reading a blog 5 minutes earlier where another New York agent said chic lit is not dead, just changed a bit. Author, don't stop at 10 rejections. That's nothing. Keep sending that MS out until you've exhausted your search.

Anonymous said...

Julia, sounds like you're the perfect case for a chic lit character. Snobby, rude and on meds. Watch what you slam because it may be what you're looking at in the mirror.

an oregonian said...

If you wanted to be picky about it, you could call Jane Austen "chick lit." It probably was, for its time. However, Jane reached the status she has, of classic writing taught and translated and loved the world over, because she's a damn good writer, in any era, with any label.

I would counter the "chick lit is dead" comment with the idea that no form of writing is dead if it's good enough. There's probably at least a wheelbarrow load of "chick lit" that perhaps is of questionable quality, and no one will mourn its demise. But extremely well-written fiction, that happens to be humorous, happens to have a young, single, female protagonist living in a city... I still say Good Writing Trumps All. Just ask Miss Snark.

randomsome1 said...

Random writes Chick Lit!


Obsessive-Compulsive spender girlie A is working in Manhattan (because there's no other place in the world!) for a Grouchy Bitter Boss Woman and alongside Hottie Asshole coworker. She a) gets a little yapper dog/uninspiring boyfriend, b) goes shopping, c) spends too much on shopping and needs to get a Promotion. Hottie Asshole Coworker is also up for the promotion. Whoops--Obsessive Compulsive Spender girlie sleeps with Hottie Asshole coworker! But that's ok, because she gets the promotion anyway, Hottie Asshole Coworker turns out to be nice and friendly under his Asshole mask, Grouchy Bitter Boss Woman turns out to really want what's best for her, and the world is full of fun happy spending!


Random writes Chick Lit from a cynic/realist's standpoint:

OCD Spender chickie sleeps with Hottie Asshole coworker, whose asshole exterior turns out to be masking the asshole within. She gets fired for sleeping with her coworker and gets a STD because he's dirty and she didn't think to use protection, Hottie Asshole laughs at her while she leaves and still gets the job, and after much angst she ends up running her own little business where she eventually turns into Grouchy Bitter Boss Woman.



Think Red Dress Ink would take it? ;)

Julia said...

Me a character in a chick lit novel?

I think I'd have to be the mother. Which, by the way, is my favorite role in life.