Today it is brisk and dark and Miss Julia went to school with her cool new coat, but nothing on her head. I'm fretting over this and also that it's class picture day. Liam's new shirt had a mysterious rip in it that he would only smile about but not explain. Julia's bangs are still growing out from the botched haircut she gave herself a few months ago. I slapped some hair gel on the bangs and stuck a sparkly purple hair bow in there somewhere for distraction. I exchanged Liam's shirt for a pullover with black stripes. If there's a rip, I don't want to know.
Oh, and . . .
Guess I never told you that I sent in a revised partial of The Time Seekers to WiDo a while back. They asked for a full and have now offered me a contract to publish the book.
I know, I know . . . all that fuss I made last spring. Honestly, I think I have grown a lot since then, as a human and as a writer. I've written here, I've written there, I've written everywhere. That doesn't mean my manuscript is perfect. There are a few points WiDo would like me to work on through edits, and I have promised to do my hardest to make it the best darn book possible. So grateful for them taking me on again! But isn't that exiting? I really missed my characters and am so happy I get to fiddle around in their lives again. Thank you, WiDo. I'm thrilled!
Months ago I was taking my usual morning walk with Henry at a nearby park, a time I use for positive contemplation for the day ahead, and it struck me that whatever I write isn't really mine. I mean, it is. But it isn't. It's for you guys. My job is to work as hard as I can and hopefully entertain the masses. First drafts: me. Fun. All subsequent drafts: readers.
I also was dealing with my identity as a writer this past year. There's three in here unfortunately--all me, but different angles of me. One can be more genre-ish with a hint of romance. One's kind of slipstream. And one is very literary. I was trying to decide which one I wanted to be and was very confused the entire time. When I took that walk, I realized that I was all three and not one was better than the other. They're all important, they all make me happy, and they all have value. And then throw in being a musician as well . . . confusing.
But anyway, that's my announcement. Thanks for reading and I wish you a wonderful day today!
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