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Writing from the heart

Hello, world. It’s been awhile. I feel like it’s been an eternity. So much has happened since my last entry. So much, in fact, that it would take 20 entries to catch you up. As many of you know, or don’t know, I’ve been taking a break in order to welcome my new daughter home. We adopted her from Bulgaria a few months ago–literally 2 weeks before the travel ban. It’s right afterward, that my college kids had to return home and my ones at home had to stop attending school. I’m sure it’s been the same in everyone’s neck of the woods. It’s made it pretty busy here! (Just take away people being able to go to town, slap some face masks on them so you can’t see if they’re smiling or just dying inside, and certainly no air travel!)

Now that the trauma of being homebound has slightly worn off and we can move about the surroundings with proper headgear, I’m itching to get back to my passion…writing. Before we traveled out of the country, I began the first book in my new trilogy. It’s an exciting one, really. A bit of an ‘Amy’ series, if you will. But not the same at all. Just a girl with a few tangles of love interests and a lot of identifiable traits anyone can relate to. I’m working on it each chance I get. But it’s honestly been moving more slowly than I want. Am I procrastinating too much? Rewriting too many chapters before it’s finished? Who knows. But in the meantime, I thought I’d take a detour. Complete something I knew to be attainable. Something completely different for me. Yet dear to my heart.

I know it’s unusual for authors to flip genres. Some do quite successfully, though. A lot write under a different name when doing so. And I can understand the reasons. But I’m not sure if this isn’t an isolated book for me. Writing young adult is something one does all the time or doesn’t, I feel. So I’m just going to say that I’m releasing a bit of something that’s been trapped for some time. It’s actually a story I’ve kicked around for years. Two publishers took to it and wanted me to rewrite some major characters in it. I politely declined. Actually, once I did do a rewrite. Then I felt a little nauseated from it. As if I was giving up something that would now look entirely different if I did. Don’t get me wrong…I can get served criticism, then mix and bend and rework things. I do it a lot in different facets in my life. But when it’s a story in my heart…no thank you. It just doesn’t mean the same thing. And like I said, young adult isn’t my calling. But the story is. It’s called me to write it. And I’ll admit, I’m a bit stoked for doing so. I feel like I’m back to doing what I’m supposed to be doing…writing.

I’ll check in more often. Make sure someone out in this very bizarre world is finding my words. Hopefully being entertained with my thoughts and daily musings. Feel free to let me know you’re out there. It’s been a secluded couple months for many. I’ll keep you posted with cover reveals, snippets, and putting faces on the characters in my upcoming book. Until then, peace out! And I do mean, ‘peace’. I think we could all stand a whole lot of that right now. 😉

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The Day After

clean upThe anatomy of book writing:

1. You have an idea.

2. You write it down…adding with it, a plot, a problem, a climax, and a conclusion. All in a neat and tidy bow. Ha-ha.

3. You have it edited. And revise it. And revise it, and revise it. Then you write it one more time. Edit it again.

4. Pick out a cover for it. Write a blasted blurb that summarizes 260 pages, down into a lengthy paragraph.

5. Send it out to beta readers, so they can let you know what’s not working with it. You revise a little more. Send it to a proofreader.

6. Schedule blog tours. Send it to bloggers for reviews.

7. Release day! It goes live. Post on every venue you’ve got, and pray it does well. Then it hits you…people are going to be reading this. This. The thing I’ve worked on for a year. What if they don’t like it? What if I get bad reviews, telling me how it sucked? Fear….

8. Then it’s the day after…today, in fact! I just got off Twitter, where a lovely “twitter friend” tweeted me about reading my book. And how she can’t put it down. And then there’s the friends I went to high school with, and they’re posting how they’re glued and can’t wait to get home and finish it.

9. A smile gets stuck right on the front of my face. (where else could it get stuck, you ask?) Point is, I’m overjoyed by the comments I’m receiving about this book child of mine. The one I sent out into the world, via Amazon. Overjoyed that people are liking it. Now, I’m no dummy. I know there will be some that don’t. And that’s fine. I don’t like every book I read. It’s what we call individual taste. Sometimes it has nothing to do with the quality or word choice…it’s just not our cup of tea. So far, I’m loving that everyone who’s contacted me, is enjoying this cup of tea. Go Amy!