Rejection. It happens.

So I've gotten my first rejection email regarding the manuscript I sent in to the first of two different e-pubs. I'm starting small, and figured that while I love my story, it might not fit in with the genre that the first e-pub seems to be concentrating in. Though the big R still stung, it wasn't as if a part of me wasn't already expecting it. The jury is still out on the second publisher, so I'm keeping my toes crossed and my fingers busy writing.

As the mom of a daughter who recently turned one, I have to say that the biggest challenge I face these days, aside from trying to chase her around the house, is finding the time to write. Mostly, it's while she naps (like now) or after she goes to bed and after my nightly trip to the gym. Writing and working out were two things I did daily, like a machine, before she was born, but now, it's much harder to do both. But it's not as if I'm willing to give up either one of them, so I compromise as best I can.

So while the baby is still napping and my muse is slapping me in the back of the head and yelling at me to get on with it, I'm off to write. Here's hoping that my characters feel like showing up!

Have a wonderful day and whenever possible, write dirty.

K.C.

One Step Forward...

Hello world. It's me, taking my first real step out to say hello.
Today I submitted my first novel. Yikes. Talk about throwing myself off a cliff and not knowing what the heck is waiting for you. If I think about it too long, I get a bit dizzy in the head and start to wonder what I was thinking when I sent that email off.

But then I calm down, realize that eventually I had to take that first step and regardless of what happens, at least I've tried.

So this blog is a record of my writing, and (more often than not), an outlet for things I want to say but really have no one to say them to. I'm working on that. I'm sure if I had a few more moments, I could better explain what I mean but I don't and if I want this to work, then I need to start small.

So give me time, bear with me, and I promise, it will all be worth it in the end.

Whenever possible, write dirty.

K.C.