Short Check In

Friday, November 21, 2008
I'm swamped with packing. My computer will be boxed up today, so you probably won't hear from me for a week or two. I haven't learned anything about my contract for selling a book, ergo no new updates there.

Have a great Thanksgiving and don't forget Twilight: The Movie comes out tonight!!

Take Care.

An Author's Biggest News

Friday, November 14, 2008
When you're talking with someone about your spouse or significant other, the most common question to come up, I think, is, "So, how did you meet?"

In the writing world, when you're talking about your book, the big question is, "So, tell us about THE CALL." The Call is when a publisher calls you up and says those magical words, "I want to buy your book," or "I'd like to contract your story."

Well, I can now answer the most-commonly asked author question. I received The Call. There's still so much dazed euphoria, it just feels... unreal. But I'll tell the short, yet fabulous (for me) story anyway.

My call came in e-mail format from The Wild Rose Press ePublisher with an attached contract, ready for my signature, for the selling rights of my story, The Stillburrow Crush, to be put into the Climbing Roses (Young Adult) Line of their publication. The End. Euphoria complete (see previous blog).

So, I say, whenever I settle details and things begin to feel real, we're all going to celebrate by finally having a contest on my website. Be on the look out for prize drawings.

More updates later.

Partial Euphoria

Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Hey, hey, hey, everyone. Not sure about your neighborhood, but it’s drizzly and cloudy and chilly here. Perfectly miserable weather, and yet I feel pretty content. My up-and-coming house has been painted with carpet scheduled for installation this week, my health has improved dramatically, and two—count them, TWO—publishers have requested to read two different partial manuscripts of mine in the past seven days. So, you could say it’s a “partial” kind of euphoria I’m feeling (hence the title line. Ha, ha!). And now that I’ve come up with such a corny play on words, I think I’ll sign out for today before I turn any more lame (or would the correct terminology be lamer? Hmm.).