You’re at a writers’ conference. Instead of signing up for the Early Bird Seminar, you’re participating in a Writer’s Debate: You will stand at a podium with another writer and verbally try to convince editors and agents to take a chance on you and your manuscript.
When they finish their third degree, you will have a few moments for a last ditch effort to convince the powers-that-be to offer you the publishing contract instead of the other person.
Your competition has the same.
After such an event, no doubt you will duck into the hotel bar for a stiff drink, or to your room. Right before you pass out, you’ll vow never to participate in such a brutal, demoralizing event again. Ever. But of course, you will because you’ll do whatever it takes to sell your book.
I don’t blame you. I’m already practicing for the day selling a book comes to a writing debate.