YA Just Never Know . . .
Hey YA peeps! Sent in a query this morning and received a full manuscript request this afternoon. To be honest, it was a re-query so the agent knew me already. She is so sweet and gracious and she has a great eye for YA. Let's just hope this works out!
The only problem is I was all ready for querying and now I have to be content to just sit on my hands and wait things out a few months. Oh darn, right? But . . . I have the second book already half-written and can now concentrate on finishing that, and then the third one. And then there are some short stories and memoirs I'd like to put down. Other than that, I feel like celebrating!
You know, I am really happy to be done with this first book—again. I put so much into it, ya'll know I did. First it was about the love—I loved it, the whole idea, the concept, the characters, the setting, but something was missing. Now that I have bled my heart and soul into it—so much that I literally can't think of another thing, another way, that I could make it better—I am content. Other than a few technical things that have probably missed my attention, I'd be ready to have it published tomorrow.
Now the second book. When I left it, Emma and William had transported back to 1956 using his stored memories, only during the transport he forgot everything and now Emma has to take care of the whole mission. She just made a visit to the church and was even going to buy a gun. Wicked. I love that Emma is going to kill a Soul Seeker. Or is she? Hahahaha. Only I know. And I love that there is a dance coming up in the old town square! Ooh, I've been dying to write that scene. The Retro Seekers: Can Emma help William remember their happy married life in 1980, or is she doomed to watch him turn into a ghost in 1956? And what happens to her . . . if he does?