Publication’s Bumpy, Winding Road.
September 1, 2011

Detours? Just another way to get to your destination. By nature, detours are unavoidable twists in the road, and whether you’re querying, out on sub, or working on a WIP, detours may lead to a better destination than the one you originally envisioned.

Truth is, the only thing in a writer’s control is the writing. And the only way to survive the road to publication is to keep the writing front and center. There will be plenty of detours along the way for most of us, which will keep the journey interesting.

Just be sure to hold onto the writing — your love of words and stories — above all else.

Quotes To Chew On, Edition 1.
July 1, 2010

This will be a regular feature, so come back, ya’ hear?

I LOVE quotes. I love how a few lines can alter our perception, change our perspective, lift us up, or lead to a eureka! moment.

I love the magic in words.

Writing means revealing oneself to excess … This is why one can never be alone enough when one writes, why even night is not night enough. … I have often thought that the best mode of life for me would be to sit in the innermost room of a spacious locked cellar with my writing things and a lamp. Food would be brought and always put down far away from my room, outside the cellar’s outermost door. The walk to my food, in my dressing gown, through the vaulted cellars, would be my only exercise. I would then return to my table, eat slowly and with deliberation, then start writing again at once. And how I would write! From what depths I would drag it up!

~Franz Kafka 

 What joy for writing leaps from his words!

It reminds me of my twenties when I wrote for no one but myself. Hunkered down in a cross-legged trance in front of a crackling fire, candlelight dancing into the wee hours, new worlds and ideas unfurled; I couldn’t fight the flow, nor go a day without creating.

I was extra-proud of the permanent ink smudging my left hand and treasured the callus on my middle finger where the pen rested religiously.

It’s not as if I’ve lost that love, or lost that feeling. However, when a writer begins to write with publication in mind, it can be difficult (if not impossible) to hold on to those same freedoms.

So, on that note, Writers, I ask you take this vow with me:

I will never let aspirations of publication rob the unadulterated joy I feel when I write.

Until next time, dream big and write your heart out!

*Exclamation points used on purpose. I happen to like exclamation points.

Honking at you from Query Road,

Me, who else?

Agent Interest In My Novel, Brave New Girl!
October 25, 2009

I can’t say more for now, as other agents still have my manuscript, but I’m ecstatic!

It’s been a long, winding, twisty-turny road of continuous writing, hard work, perseverance and hope that’s brought me to this day.

Big thank you’s to my friends and fellow writers for your support, encouragement and belief in me and my words.

More information will be forthcoming in the future.

The Scream Heard ‘Round The World.
March 11, 2009

Yummy Partial Pancakes.

Partial Pancakes.

Not to jinx anything, but I recently received agent requests for my YA novel, The Girl Next Door. And, the responding agents are agents from my list of “Dream Agents”.

Did you hear that scream, and wonder what it was? That was me.

O-M-G.

Presently, the first three chapters of my novel are in an agent’s hands on exclusive.

I am so excited.

I woke up late on Saturday morning and groggily kissed my husband goodbye (he had to work this weekend, too) with my face still hurting from smiling so much the day before.

He said, “There’s a surprise for you in the kitchen, almost-published writer.”

The truth was, I’d woken up in the first place because the scent of whatever the heck he was cooking had wafted into the bedroom, first waking up the terriers who then began the usual routine of licking my face and grabbing my nose to wake me up, too — all in the hopes of getting some of whatever smelled so good. 

It was Partial Pancakes!

I had one big ol’ pancake in my hand and was just about to bite down when I thought, camera! just in the nick of time.

My husband promised to give me the recipe to post here, but they’re roughly pancake/waffle batter with added vanilla, chocolate chips, sweetened flake coconut, (toasted first), cooked in the waffle thingamajig. 

I have to say, the terriers were quite disappointed when they couldn’t have a piece, due to the chocolate chips.  

Sometimes snuggling back under the covers is the next best thing.

Estrella, our morning glory.

(Estrella, who is an endless source of love and amusement.)

I know how weary a writer can get on Query Road, receiving form rejection after form rejection. Just the day before, with another Dear Author rejection in my hand, I was wondering what the heck I was thinking.

And then, the floodgate opened — out of nowhere.

There’s a life lesson in all of this, of course, because if we’re not growing, we’re not living. And the lesson is, let other people say no to your dreams, but whatever you do, don’t you be the one saying no.

You never know what fabulous things are just around the bend, my huckleberry friends, and you’ll never know, unless you tell yourself YES.  

I’m going to end this post with a little bit of “corn”, because as my good friend Carly Marchelier likes to say, a little bit of corn never hurt anyone.  

Moon river, wider than a mile
I’m crossing you in style some day.
Oh, dream maker, you heart breaker
Wherever you’re goin’, I’m goin’ your way.

Two drifters, off to see the world
There’s such a lot of world to see.
We’re after the same rainbow’s end, waitin’ ’round the bend
My huckleberry friend, moon river and me.

Moon River

(Photos by Emily Murdoch)

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