Where can I get a good book publisher?

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I'm thirteen and I dont want to boast but I've written a really good horror book and I want a good publisher to publish my book in a printed version. Here's a sample of my book so that you know that I'm really serious :

Chapter 1                                                                                     
I saw it. It was coming. Coming for me. I screamed and started running. Fast. And faster. But it was coming nearer and nearer to me! I didn’t know what or who it was. I just knew it was coming. Coming for me.
 I started panting. I started losing speed. But I couldn’t give up. I wanted to live. I was too young to die. I stumbled onto something and fell on the hard ground. 
It was very near me now. It wore a very dark hood which hid its face. But I could see it smiling with its teeth which were covered in blood and worms.
 It came closer to me. I tried to get up but I couldn’t. It grabbed me by my neck and started strangling me. 
I could feel hot tears on my cheeks. My nose started to bleed as I suffocated. I spat out blood from my mouth. I couldn��t breathe. 
It pulled me closer to it and pulled down the hood from its face. I saw its face and screamed loudly!
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I fell from the bed with a startle. The nightmare was so REAL! I breathed hard. Even with the A.C. on, I was sweating. I started to cry. 
I started getting these nightmares since I shifted to Nightmare town. Stupid, stupid Nightmare town! The name itself is creepy! I don’t know whether the mayor of this town had a creative imagination or what!!
 Let me start from the beginning. Dad got transferred from Paris to Nightmare Town (hate the mayor’s choice). It was like going from a total Hi-Fi place to the middle of nowhere. I really wish mom hadn’t died.
 My mom died a couple of weeks ago. It was really sad for me and my dad. And then a week later Dad got a letter that he would be getting transferred.
 My dad and I had a big fight on that topic. I didn’t really want to leave all my friends and go but dad won the fight (as usual). I really wish mom was here. She would have talked him into not coming to this place.
 But everything happened just soo damn fast- the death, the funeral, the transfer, the shifting. Only the nightmares were slow. Gradual. And terrifying. And as I expected, I didn’t sleep wink for the rest of the night.

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Chapter 3
“Dad, we need to move back to Paris!” I urged as dad sat down for breakfast. “Yeah, sure. When you get a job!” Dad joked. 
Ha-Ha. Real Lame. 
“Daaad!” I whined. “It’s not funny! I get these really bad nightmares here. And I don’t know anyone here. It feels so weird. Unreal. I wish mom was here.” 
I could see sadness in dad’s eyes as he spoke “Honey, that is why I don’t want us back in Paris. In Paris there will be things that will remind you of your mother.” I became quiet. What dad said was true. But what about the nightmares?
 Then dad spoke up “Hey, you don’t have to stay at home all day you know. I’ll give you the spare keys. You can go in and out anytime but come for lunch at 2:00. And return home by 7:00pm.”
 Soon dad went. It was the first time I was staying alone at home. Usually my mom or my maid would be at home but now I was all alone and it felt really kind of creepy.
 I decided to unpack my stuff. I picked up a box with the name ‘ICIE CARLON’ on them. Yup. That’s my name. Icie. Silly, isn’t it? I carried the carton to my room. 
I tried to open a drawer which had probably belonged to the old owners of this house, but it was locked. I made a mental note to tell dad to get it opened. 
Suddenly I had a strange feeling that something was going to happen. I knew…Suddenly something hit me hard on my head.
 Maybe ‘it’ had come for me. This time for REAL. I never knew how it looked but I remembered its looks were scary enough to kill me. And it had come for me to strangle me finally, the way it had in my nightmare! 
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 Sooo thats the sample!! :) wadya think of it?? Nd plzzzz tell me about some good publisher so that I can publish the whole thing plzzzz

agilebrit · Accepted Answer

What I think is that your writing is good--for a 13-year-old.

The cold, hard truth is that you're not competing against other 13-year-olds. You're competing against adults three times older than you are who have been writing far longer than you have, in an industry that is absolutely BRUTAL.

This, as it sits, is not publishable by a reputable company that will pay you. If you simply want a hard copy of it to hold in your hands, lulu.com will do that for you, for a fee.

THAT BEING SAID. You're VERY young. I know you don't think you are, but trust me, I'm old enough to be your grandmother. You're young.  You have a whole life ahead of you in which to hone your craft and get better at this. Your first million words is practice. Read voraciously. Write every day. Study the craft, see how others do it. You can be successful at this, if you persevere and don't give up because your first effort isn't publishable.

Know who else's first effort wasn't publishable? Brandon Sanderson's. He was writing his 13th doorstop fantasy when his 6th was picked up. Now he's on the NYT bestseller list and is practically a household name.  He didn't give up. Neither should you.

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I hate to be the one to tell you this but that sample is not up to publishable standard. I would say it's better than the average 13-year-old's writing, but it's not good enough for a publisher to take any interest in. 

Opening with a nightmare is a horrible cliche. Exclamation marks in narrative tend to look amateurish. You haven't really grasped pacing yet. Your prose is quite passive - you need to do more showing than telling.

I would say you do have potential based on this sample. But it's not ready to be published. Reaching a publishable standard takes years of hard work and practise, and the reality is you haven't yet had the time or the experience necessary to reach that standard. In a few years, maybe. But right now you're trying to run before you can walk, and that will get you nowhere. If you are as serious as you say you are, then the prospect of spending the next few years learning and practising shouldn't daunt you.

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I'm going to start with the cold, hard truth;
This won't be published.

Don't be discouraged, though. When I was thirteen I thought I was the best at writing too. It's something that humans have - a biased view of themselves - and it's more prominent in the younger years. You're not reading this with a matured mind yet. I used to write and write for hours at a time; that was five years ago. Since then, I've moved on to scriptwriting, and that's ten times more enjoyable for me than any form of book writing. There's different modes of writing if you decide novels aren't your thing. I'm only seventeen - five years can change you, but don't expect it to take you exactly where you plan to go! At our ages, no one's good enough for publishing.

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HarperCollins, Penguin House, Little Brown and Company. Go on agentquery.com to find an agent so the process will go faster. Also make sure you go over your story and take the feed back people give (nice or not) and use it to make improvements.

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