It is! I promise - coming together. I honestly had no idea it would take me so long to do it but I'm chipping away at it - book reviews, book fairs, social media entries, etc. Anything and everything I can do to get my YA novel - MISTAKEN IDENTIY noticed. The cover alone should do that. Most people have to stare a minute or two at it. It really does draw attention. I love it! The artist - Ron Howland - listened to my request and completed an even better than I ever imagined portrait on my main character - Tuesday Greenwood. She's beautiful and edgy - he totally captured her! Thanks, Ron!
Ok, I'm ready for that second glass of...Kool-aid. Of course. I've spent the entire day, well almost all of it, in my pj's at this keyboard doing what every author is supposed to do - Log-in! Geez, I'd much rather be writing than searching every website cavity in the social network that's supposed to bring me the most readers. I must be ADD because at the moment I have drifted out the window and watching two squirrels in my front yard chase each other. What could be simpler than that? In fact, I see story coming to life....so, catch ya on the flip side.
I rode my bicycle to the mailbox yesterday. Yes, bicycle. Yep. I love my bike. I didn't especially like the one I had as a kid growing up. I preferred my brother's cool stingray with the banana seat, but mom didn't see it that way - I was not allowed to borrow his. So, I rode the ugly bike while all my friends had the cool bikes, like my brother. Sometimes I would prefer to ride on their handlebars instead of climbing on board my Peewee Herman looking purple ride. Do you blame me? Things like that bike could place you into a category you may not ever be able to dig your way out of. Mom just didn't get it. But now I have a bike that surprisingly reminds me of my ugly bike. And, I love it! Funny how trends change. Well, back to that mailbox. You see, my driveway is looong so my dog and I head out - him galloping behind my bike. He loves my bike too, since I don't run. Gave that sport up when my knees cried "pronation!" Walking is now my exercise of choice...and bicycling. But not in the bicycle apparel you see on guys as you pass them on the shoulder of the road. Oh geez! No way! I don't wear a helmet or girdle shorts. Besides, I'm just cruising. Around the neighborhood. No big hurry. Just cruisin'. Hey, I could be inside inhaling Oreos and watching This Old House on TV. Give me a break. A short one, please. So, I reach inside the box and....there IT is!!! My galley of my debut young adult novel - MISTAKEN IDENTITY! I can't ride my bike fast enough back to the house to release it from it's paper wrapper! My dog is just as excited as I am as he passes in front of me narrowly missing my front tire! Dang dog! Somehow I made it un-knee-battered and into the house. Dogs just don't get it sometimes. I pulled the book out of its cocoon and stared at it. Yes, that's the title and my name on the front cover. I turned it over. Yes, that's me on the back cover. I showed it to my dog. He smiled. Maybe dogs do get it.
It's here! It's here! It's here! Okay am I the only delirious one here? More than likely. But I have to share. Absolutely! MISTAKEN IDENTITY'S cover. And, I love it! I didn't know exactly what to expect but it's even better than I anticipated. I think it is an attention getter. At least I hope so. The story itself is, if I do say so myself, one as well. I can't wait to hold the novel in my sweaty little palms. Maybe I'll even sleep with it. You have to give me a break, people. You understand it's been over ten years for me. And, now finally I can say "YES" to that annoying question - "Are you published?"
It's happened again - another story idea. I'll write it down in my to-be-written-novels notebook, before I forget it. Sometimes these ideas fight for life and become wedgies. At times I can put them to rest by just writing a first page or chapter, other times I have to set aside what I'm writing and give in to these idea wedgies. But it's really cool how I never know when this seed will get planted however I'm always happy when it does take root. Sometimes I can be just sitting and watching others and BAM! an idea for another book will practically knock me over. I love it when that happens. Of course real life we read about in newspapers can make us take notice, and our very own experiences and memories can eventually creep to the surface of our minds and we say, "Wow! that would be a really cool story!" That's just what happened with my current WIP - Lying Down in Wiregrass. I remembered this gorgeous guy that sat in front of me in high school during study hall. He was a senior and I was a freshman plebe. Of course he never noticed me, but boy oh boy did I check him out. Everyday! I used to lean forward and try to smell him and touch his jacket's collar that was visible from hanging his coat on the back of his chair. And, there you go - he became my main character's love interest.
Can you believe it? I know I can't. Not hardly. But it's finally happening. For ME! My young adult novel - MISTAKEN IDENTITY is being published by Cricket Cottage Publishing! I am juiced, pumped, feverish, tingly, knocked-out, trippin' HAPPY! And, get this - July 16, 2013 is the release date! Really? OMG! Pinch me, please! No, not there! Hah! I seriously am experiencing an ego trip here. Please excuse my braggart moment. But allow me this one time...that is till the next one! Pause with me for a second to thank all the people that made this possible - Society of Children's Book Writers and Illustrators - regional advisor - Linda R. Bernfeld, Florida Writers' Association, Woodstream Writers - Jamie Morris, Sweeney Writing Coach - Joyce Sweeney, Cana Rensberger, Paul May, The Hoggetowne Scribblers and Doodlers, and Mrs. Anagnose my 8th grade English teacher. Hang with me for just a wee bit longer as I entice you (to buy...pretty please) with my back of the book blurb: Sixteen year old recording artist and sitcom star - Tuesday Greenwood - is outgrowing her bubblegum image and fifth grade fanatical fans. She wants desperately to reinvent herself to appeal to her generation as an innovative rocker chick. With a snarky helping from Zelda - her antagonistic anti-fan - Tuesday changes her music genre and her look to not-so-innocent. However, her mother, who is also her manager and Uncle Monty, who is her agent, but not really her uncle, stand firmly in her way with their own grandiose plan - the high school that collects the most money for the pop star's favorite charity will be awarded with Tuesday performing her platinum singles at their prom. But their promotional gig backfires when Tuesday gravitates toward one of the students - Brady Paul Larson.
Here we go Peeps! I know it's been awhile. But I'm back. And, as they say- feeling the love! For writing that is. It's not that I haven't been writing, I have. I promise. Just not here. I'm wondering do these places make sense. Are they indeed just a time suck or are they necessary? Probably both. You just have to know how to juggle the social media along with getting down to what's really important - writing. And yes - family. And of course there's the laundry, the grocery shopping and dinner. Life leaves small openings to actually write. Balance - ying and yang.