It's been a while since I updated here. Sadly, real life has had me by the short hairs and the little bitch refuses to let go anytime soon. But, I am hanging on because I am definitely not ready to let her win anytime soon.
My 41st birthday was a week ago today. 41...holy shit that is insane! I don't even know how that happened; it literally was in the blink of an eye. What's weird, is I still feel like that 17 year old high school kid...and probably act like one, too, if truth were told. I don't care. I like how I am; who I am.
On my birthday (complete coincidence, btw) I sent off my very first short story in an attempt to have it published. It was a submission call from Dreamspinner Press. A very sweet Lee Brazil suggested I try to submit something. So, I did. I worried and struggled and was just a complete and total lost mess. Query letter? WTF??? I was clueless. Then, the super supportive and just-as-sweet, Hank Edwards, offered to help. He read my story, offering me invaluable insight, teaching me to see my writing with new eyes. I was astounded, and I will be forever grateful to him for that.
Because, I am certain that without his help, I wouldn't now be sending in my signed contract!!!!!!!!!
YES!!!!!!!! Dreamspinner wants to publish my story. Mine! ME!!!!
Getting that email yesterday, of all days, saying they wanted to publish it, for reasons I don't want to post about (MAJOR drag) because I don't want to harsh on my own happy-amazed-skunnered joy.
I just keep pinching myself. It's nice to hear your friends say they love your writing, but I never know and always question if they are just saying that to be nice. To have a publishing company offer you a contract??? It's just all kinds of validation and makes me want to get more words down, to keep going. Stuck in bed as I am, it's the perfect time to accomplish that. Makes me feel like the universe is conspiring to give me the chance to write...so weird.
So, on this St. Patrick's day, I may not be able to imbibe the green beer like I might want, but I feel like the luck of the Irish is now with me.
May St. Patrick guard you wherever you go,
and guide you in whatever you do--
and may his loving protection be a blessing to you always.