Dear Agent X,
My grandmother and best friend have reviewed my book and told me I am the next king of horror. My book, which is FICTION and NEARLY complete at 27 thousand words, is called, I AM NOT STEPHEN KING. My story revolves a man named STEPHEN KING, who looks nothing like the author STEPHEN KING but dreams about becoming STEPHEN KING. When STEPHEN KING bumps into STEPHEN KING he realizes that there can be only one STEPHEN KING and sets out to write a book entitled, I AM STEPHEN KING.
I AM NOT STEPHEN KING, is a horror-suspense-romance that dabbles in science fiction, literary and feminism and will appeal to readers of Dr Suess and Plato. I won the spelling bee in third grade and STEPHEN KING told me via twitter, "Sounds like a good book." ((PLEASE NOTE THAT IT WAS NOT THE STEPHEN KING rather the AUTHOR STEPHEN KING from Boise. Coincidentally my name is Stephen King.
I saw you on twitter and you said, "I like to read great books...." and based on that poetic quote, we are a match. Lets sell two million copies the first year. Please hurry and get back to me because I have bulked emailed this out to two hundred agents. A sample of my prose is below.
Sincerely,
Stephen-,' Not that Stephen King', King.
SAMPLE
--Stephen King breathed in the cold air and then exhaled the cold air. "Wow, it is cold out here," he said out loud his voice carrying through the cold air. He pulled his scarf tight to protect himself from the cold air and then his cap down over his ears to keep them protected from the cold air. Smiling at the sign, "COLD AIR" he laughed. "COLD AIR" he said out loud then turned as a vampire walked past him. Then his wife walked over and kissed him. "I am going to the store." Then she walked through the cold air into the store called, Cold Air. (This opening leads to the vampires and mafia hit-men who battle fallen angels while he writes his book.)