Yesterday afternoon, I was the eighth in the carpool lane to pick up the kiddos. Not long after I arrived, I turned off the engine. After all, we aren't supposed to let the car idle. It didn't take long before I felt like I was in a furnace. Outside temps pushed the upper nineties. I… Continue reading Wondering and Waiting
I've never been one to fit nicely and neatly into any category or niche, and my fiction is no exception. I get that in a world where the publishing industry has changed and sizable profits make or break the business, having some sort of indication that the unpublished novels under consideration will generate large revenue… Continue reading Why Adult Fiction vs. YA?
A few days ago, I finished the final edits to my manuscript, again, revised after receiving feedback from an expert on magical realism. After receiving a handful of query rejections, I wanted to see what I could improve from my end. Over the last few days, I've been taking a look at my proposal package:… Continue reading Standing Out
I've been working on Book 2: reading, brainstorming, researching, plotting points, and taking care of my artist self (taking photographs with my film camera, trying different coffee shops). That has been well and good. No problem there. If I'm to be honest though, I've been hesitant in moving full steam ahead with Book 2. Why?… Continue reading Moving Past Rejection
For a few years, I worked on the manuscript to my first novel in a series of adult fiction, magical realism specifically. And then, someone with much more writing and publishing experience came alongside me and became my writing mentor. For nearly a year, this brilliant and talented individual guided me, and I kicked… Continue reading Random Roller Coaster Ride
This bundle took me by surprise. I had to do a double take. The sunlight wasn't hitting a certain way to make the petals glitter. It was visible no matter the angle. I even felt the petals to make sure the blossoms were real, and they were. I walked away stumped, having never seen glittery… Continue reading Glitter
A good friend, the kiddos, and I were at the Butterfly Pavilion this afternoon, when I stared at a dead leaf butterfly and experienced an epiphany. I had confessed recently to you about my dreading, grudging attitude toward writing my synopsis and query. You can review it here: Whimpering. That problem isn't anyone's but mine.… Continue reading Spreading My Wings