Dear Ms. Sciuto,
Since you are seeking YA fiction in a variety of genres, I thought my manuscript would interest you. The Shadow of Light is a YA sci-fi adventure with a romantic component.
Eighteen-year-old Kira Sinclair hates her absent father. If he truly loved her mother, like she says he did, how could he abandon them? It never occurred to her that he didn't have a choice--until now.
After Kira is pummeled by a burst of light from a falling star, she finds herself visiting a mysterious world whenever she falls asleep. She realizes the dream world is not just a figment of her imagination; it's an Earth-like world--with human inhabitants--that exists inside a black hole. Kira learns she is linked to the world through a portal of fading starlight. When the last beams die, she will be trapped in whichever world she inhabits.
Randomly crossing between worlds and working against time, she fights to return home until she finds out that her father is trapped within the realm of the black hole. Risking permanent entrapment in the strange world, Kira desperately searches for her missing father. With help from an attractive stranger, Kira uncovers the purpose of the world inside the black hole and an ancient power protected within its core. As dark energy threatens to destroy life on planets throughout the universe, Kira must decide if she can return home, ignoring all she has learned, or use the ancient power in an attempt to save them all.
As an MBA, my work revolves around the altogether un-literary pursuits of writing legal contracts, social marketing and website content, and business plans. Writing, however, is my true passion.
The Shadow of Light is complete at 50,000 words and could serve as the first in a series. I am including 250 words and would be delighted to send the full manuscript at your request. Thank you for your time. I look forward to hearing from you.
THE SHADOW OF LIGHT
The greeting card fell into the campfire. I watched as hungry flames reduced it to ash. There was no point in reading it.
"Kira." Fingers snapped within inches of my face.
"Sorry, Faye. I didn't hear you," I said.
"Another fake birthday card from your mom?" she asked as she carefully roasted marshmallows for a S'mores.
Grabbing a stick near my feet, I poked the smoldering embers. "Yea. I don't know why she pretends he keeps in touch, let alone remembers my birthday."
"Isn't it obvious? She believes you think they're from your dad," Faye answered. "Why don't you just tell her you know she writes them?"
"I don't want to hurt her feelings. Maybe it helps her cope."
"Maybe. Or, I don't know, maybe you guys could just talk about it."
"Yea, right," I said. "It won't change the fact that he left and it certainly won't bring him back."
"Didn't know you wanted him to come back," Faye said, smirking.
"Very funny. You know I don't." I looked up to the moonlit sky. "Only the stars know where he is. And I hope it stays that way."
Laughter and cheering erupted on the other side of the fire. The guys were competing to see who could fit the most marshmallows in their mouths. Zane held the record with fifteen big ones. He looked at me and signaled his standing victory with two thumbs up and a marshmallow-filled grin.
I couldn't help but return a smile; he looked so silly.