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Unpacking My Way Into A New Life

It’s amazing to think that my wedding and honeymoon are really over.  Don’t get me wrong.  I’m not one of those mournful brides, sad that this amazing, happy time is over.  It’s just that sometimes, I can’t believe that it really happened.  And I need to look at pictures just to reassure myself that it really did.

The wedding was perfect.  A cool, comfortable September day with ideal weather for our outdoor ceremony and the evening was a party that I will never forget.  The honeymoon was dream.  We visited places I’ve always fantasized about seeing – from Bath to London and Paris to the French Riviera.

But now that I’m home (even with a little jetlag), my husband and me (still getting used to using that word) are settling into our new place and trying to make it into our home.  And with all of the wedding craziness behind me, I’m ready to get back to my writing.

While I didn’t really have much time to write in the weeks before my wedding, I somehow managed to rework the beginning of my book.  I always knew it needed some tweaking.  But it wasn’t until I received an email from an agent I was querying who suggested that the beginning didn’t grab her as much as she’d hoped it would that I realized what I needed to do.

I spent the next couple evenings rewriting the first few chapters, trying to find a way to really hook my reader.   Even with those early changes, I know I’m not nearly done.  But I’m excited to see what I can do.

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Late Night Reply

Late last night, before I was about to fall asleep, I decided to check my email.  I don’t know what prompted me to do it.  It wasn’t like I was planning on writing anyone.  But for some reason, I opened my account, and was hit with a rush of butterflies when I noticed a reply to one of my queries.

“Please let it be another Yes!” I silently pleaded as I clicked on the email.  I was still waiting to hear back from the agency that requested some of my chapters two weeks ago as well as the fifteen or so other agencies I queried a week earlier.

When I read the first few words, “Thanks for your query,” I had a sneaking suspicion that this was going to be another rejection.  I don’t know if it was the lack of positive punctuation at the end of the sentence or the fact that it stood alone under the greeting, but a little voice inside of me started preparing me for another no.

As I read on, my suspicions proved correct.  The agent politely stated that her agency represented many fiction writers and that she was not passionate enough about the premise of novel to be the right person to represent it.

All right, I guess you can’t judge a book by its cover, but you obviously can judge one by its query.  That’s all right with me.  You can’t win over everyone, even the most successful New York agent.  But success isn’t everything.  I’ll go for passion over success every day and hold out for the agent who is as passionate about my story as I am.

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The ABCs

For some reason, it’s always amazed me that the 26 letters in the English alphabet have been used to write some of the most amazing stories.  The same letters have been used to write Jane Austen’s Emma, Lewis Carroll’s Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, Mark Twain’s Huckleberry Finn, and J.K. Rowling’s Harry Potter Series, to name a few.  These simple letters can make us laugh, make us cry, and can take us on adventures we never could have imagined.  It fascinates me.

What makes it even more incredible, there are still so many more stories to tell.  There is no shortage to the memorable characters, touching moments, and exciting tales.  Just some simple letters, those ABCs we learned as a child, and there is an infinite world of possibilities.

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Calmly (or Slightly Anxiously) Waiting

Do you ever stare at a blank Word document and watch the cursor blink like one of those obnoxious metronomes?  Tick.  Tock.  Tick.  Tock.   I was sitting in front of my computer today, staring at the cursor, trying to do anything except think about my writing future.  At this very moment, an agent might be reading excerpts from my novel and with every word, determining my fate as a published author.

It’s not that I don’t have enough to do in the day except sit here and think.  I am a fairly busy person – with a job and a quickly approaching wedding.  But somehow I find myself sitting in front of my computer wanting to do nothing else except write.

My thoughts flutter about possible sequel ideas – imagining where my characters might go and what could happen to them in their future.  But for some reason, I can’t let myself go there.  I won’t let myself go there.  Until I know that someone really believes in my story, it’s hard to start something new, hard to continue the story.

The weird thing is, from the very beginning, my novel wasn’t about anyone else.  It was about me.  It was about me exploring some other strangely familiar place, filled with characters that I know so deeply, like some old, cherished friends.

So why now?  Why am I suddenly so hell-bent on what others think about my world and my characters?  I know I want other people to love them like I do.  But why should that stop me from doing more, from creating more?

Maybe it’s time for me to stop analyzing and get back to where I started.  Brave the tick tock of the blinking cursor and do what I love – write.

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And so it begins…

I am a first time author of a yet to be published book.   I’ve poured everything I have into this book and now I am actively seeking an agent/publisher..

This past weekend I sent off nearly 20 queries to both Canadian and American agents.  And today, I got my first response.  I sat in front of my computer, excitedly staring at the reply in my mailbox with the subject, Query.

Of course, it was too good to be true.  Who get’s an easy yes?  So I shouldn’t have been surprised when I read the rejection.   But that didn’t lessen the blow.

On the plus side, it was my genre, chick lit, that was rejected, not my book.  But I still think it’s time for me to develop a thicker skin.  Odds are, this won’t be my last roadblock.

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