
ALT Slide featuring an image of two boys in blue against a red backdrop, one has a shaved head, wears a black hoodie, and is shorter with dark eyes. the other has long blond hair, wears an olive jacket, and pale eyes. There are space-themed images of a galaxy and a comet. Text reads:Witnessers of the unknown, When Christophe Montague, a trans faith healer, flees his mother's cult after a miracle goes wrong, he joins forces with February Purdue, a UFO-forum moderating hitchhiker whose hand is undergoing an unearthly change after catching a meteorite. They embark on a supernatural road trip to a UFO festival – before the cult can drag Christophe home and use him as their Chosen One. YA/NA, 96k Words, SFF t4t Romance Subplot

ALT Witnessers of the unknown first sentences, picture features two boys, one has blond hair and points up at a meteor shower, the other follows his hand with his eyes, they lay in the bed of a pickup truck, surrounded by a desert landscape. quote reads “Christophe hides in the closet at the back of the church. The echoing voices tell him that the sanctuary is full. The dusty, out-of-tune piano pounds out a hymn, and his heart leaps inside him. He should be out there, helping pass out the cups of grape juice, the cups of wine, the wafers of Our Lord. He should be preparing for the healing, the laying-on of hands, when his mother will call him to the front.” YA/NA, 96k Words, SFF t4t Romance Subplot

ALT Title card reads "Something Like Always" by Colleen Morrison, Adult Contemporary Romance, 87000 words, now querying

ALT Pitch reads: Every Summer After meets loml meets Normal People A once-in-a-lifetime career opportunity brings Amelia back to her coastal hometown where she unexpectedly runs into Alex, her first love who vanished years ago without a word after she took the fall for a crime they committed. Now, working at the same nonprofit as him with her future in his hands, Amelia must decide whether she can trust him again, or if she’s better off letting go for good. Especially when he doesn't seem to remember her at all.

ALT Excerpt Reads: I supposed there were worse places to have a mental breakdown than a storage closet. Probably. I wasn’t sure what they were, but I was certain they existed. I was currently experiencing mine somewhere between a suspiciously crumpled box labeled “Winter Gala 2015” and a metal filing cabinet that looked like it predated the internet. I vaguely wondered when my last tetanus shot was. To be fair, it wasn’t a full breakdown. Just the kind where your common sense short-circuits, your instincts abandon you completely, and you start seriously questioning whether you could survive a job where the love of your life didn’t recognize you on sight. In my defense, I hadn’t expected him to still live here.





















