The writer’s journey to publishing is long, windy and riddled with jagged pot holes that do their best to hold you down, but every now and then a brilliant ray of sunshine illuminates the path, and when it hits the blue pencil hugging wanderer every ounce of self-doubt evaporates in its warmth. A distant horizon of success is glimpsed like a desert mirage. It calls to her.
When I heard, yesterday, that I’m a finalist in the North Texas RWA’s, Great Expectations Contest that writer’s sunshine flowed through me. Woo hoo! I partied all day (as in lots of chocolate and dinner out with PJ).
The “GE” is a respected contest that judges the first twenty five pages of a manuscript. So I have great feedback on a good chunk of my wip to work on, and hopes of placing in the top 3 (out of 4 finalists). The judge for the Romantic Suspense category is Libby Murphy (Entangled Publishing). A day later, it’s still hard to breath.
In out. In out…
The manuscript I submitted, Fighting Fear, is the second in my Nederlander Series. A “category suspense” set in Holland, it tells the story of a young woman trying to prove herself to her family by finding a lost Vermeer painting. A former lover, gypsy curses, and a couple of murders get in her way. It’s quite the adventure.
In out. In out… (Please people, take your mind out of the gutter. I’m trying to breathe)
And what could be better than being a finalist? Finding out that my daughter’s urban fantasy also finaled (in the specialized category). And while I’m being a proud Mommy, I’ll mention that my other daughter is signed with McGraw Hill publishers to write part of their next Grade 12 Biology textbook. It’s been an exciting day. (And no rejections:)
Lunch: Purdy’s hedgehogs.
Prime Rib and vegies