2015…BRING IT!

Happy New Year fabulous people!!

Sorry I was MIA for a bit. I was stuck in a funk but I’m done being funky.

Rejection is the suckiest of all suckishness. My finalist #PITCHARAMA status is officially over. The editor who was interested in JESSICA MARCO PI has passed on the project. There, I’ve said it. I was sad. I was distressed. There was a day or two of immature pouting, kicking, rolling around on the floor. It wasn’t pretty. I’m over it. Overall, it was a really GREAT experience. The editor, Katie Teller at Curiosity Quills, was helpful in getting the book into the shape that it’s in. Now I just need to find the agent/editor that it is right for. Although this project wasn’t right for Katie, I would definitely submit to her again . If you’ve got a story, hit her up. She’s super cool.

Don’t go feeling sorry for me. This is the game I’ve chosen. It’s just part of the process and I learn from every experience, even the ones I don’t particularly like.

Let’s move on! *fist in the air. feet marching*

While I’ve been away the holidays came and went… Happy Happy, Merry Merry EVERYTHING! (((Hugs Abound)))

I spent some great time with friends and family– eating, drinking, watched awesome movies, read fricktastic books, spent a day at the zoo, and visited an indoor trampoline park TWICE! I have no pictures of the amazing back-flips I did without killing myself or any small children in my vicinity– you will just have to take my word for it.

Some of my writer friends are choosing a word for inspiration in 2015 instead of resolutions. Cool with me. I pretty much have the same resolution every year: Be a better me. If I’m a better me, hopefully I’ll inspire you to be a better you. Better me. Better you. Better world. Simple.

Back to my word problem. What word will I choose? Oh, the pressure *back of hand to forehead* Good Lord there’s so many! Triskaidekaphobia? Not a great choice for inspiration since it’s the fear of the number 13. I don’t want the fear of anything. Fear is a real friger!

Fear can frig up the best of plans.

“I want to draw but I’m afraid no one will like it.”

“I want to take a dance class but I’m afraid I’ll look silly.”

“I want to talk to that person I think is da bomb but I’m afraid they won’t like me.”

“I want to write a book but I’m afraid I’ll suck.”

Before even trying, fear can beat you into nothingness. I don’t know about you, but I’ll pass on nothingness. I want to be lots of somethingness. I’ll get back to this.

I want to share some of the books I read.

The first is called Finding Out by Sheryn MacMunn. I had the pleasure of having tea with Sheryn, who is a self-published author, and has had huge success with this debut novel. It’s a story about a young woman in the corporate world whose life falls apart and gets help putting herself back together from her neighbor, a Holocaust survivor. Sheryn marries two very different stories in a cohesive interesting tale that I really enjoyed. She shows how the human spirit can endure and overcome just about anything. I personally find the spirit to be an amazing thing and love to read stories that show that. Check her out at sherynmacmunn.com.

Another book I read is Because of Low by Abbi Glines. I was especially interested in reading this book because it is in the New Adult genre just like my JESSICA MARCO PI and because I heard Abbi speak at the NYC 2014 SCBWI conference. LOVE her! It’s a romance with a great backbone. What do I mean by that? It’s not all about sex. It’s a great story about overcoming some crappy life circumstances told from the POV of the two main characters. Again, it’s that human spirit, that amazing power we all have to overcome. Abbi uses two very distinct voices so you see it clearly from each angle. She even had me sympathizing with the jerk in the story! Find her at abbiglines.com.

And the last book is called Every Day by one of my favs, David Levithan. LOVE! Imagine waking up everyday in a different body. You are always the same age but some days you’re a girl, others a boy. You have no control over who you land in whether they be obese, a drug addict, gay, straight or suicidal. Totally about the spirit of each of us who is really who we are anyway. The body is just a vehicle. It’s like a car for the soul. Trippy right? This book is awesome! For me this is what writing fiction is all about. Being able to step into the shoes of a character and bring you along for the ride. Did I mention LOVE? David has way too many other books for me to mention the love for, so go to davidlevethan.com. Be in awe. Come back when you’re done…. I’ll be here.

Welcome back!

So. My word for 2015? You probably guessed it-


Fear is the stop before I start. Fear is paralyzing. Fear is anxiety producing. Fear of failing will keep me from ever being published. Not havin it. Don’t have time for it.

Are there an abundant amount of things to be afraid of? Hell yeah, just watch the news for five minutes. Will my worrying about any of it help at all? No. Am I telling you not to be afraid of anything? No. As my mother always said, “a little fear will keep you safe.” If you’re in a house that’s on fire– RUN! There’s a difference from being fearless and being stupid. Don’t be stupid. All you stupid people should be reading some other blog. Everyone else… Be fearless with me in 2015!

Until later this month,




Pitch Wars, NaNo, Anxiety, Oh My!

Wow! What an amazing time of year! No, I’m not just talking about the holidays. But just between you and I, I’ve been secretly listening to Christmas music in my car for the past two weeks while agreeing with everyone who complains that it’s on too early…SORRY!

What I’m really talking about is my first experience with NaNoWriMo, National Novel Writing Month, which happened in November. The goal is to write 50,000 words in one month. I did not make it to 50K *a tear falls from the eye* Not. I am super proud to say that I made it to 15,000!! I jumped on board two days before it started, inspired by my writer friends, just for the experience. Just thinking about it gave me anxiety but I jumped in anyway. And despite that the computer gods were trying to mess with me by tagging me as a spammer and not letting me access my NaNo account, one month later I have 15k words to the second book (DARKNESS) in my series *happy nerdy dance*. So there’s that.

Then…one of my writing buddies from Shop Talk, (SCBWI Eastern NY writers group…fist pump to my peeps) told me about Pitch Wars hosted by Brenda Drake(@brendadrake/#pitchwars).

It’s an incredible opportunity to be mentored by an author for five weeks who will help polish my manuscript and get it ready to pitch to an agent in the agent round. Thank the Lord *angels sing* that my manuscript is done and ready to roll since I found out about this opportunity two days before it started. Any one see a recurring pattern? Again…anxiety!

Anxiety is a crazy thing. It’s a very illogical response to a non-problem. At least, that’s how it is for me. Really, what’s the worst thing that’s going to happen? I don’t get chosen to work with any of the mentors I picked. Now, don’t get me wrong, that will suck the big whale size wiener. But I won’t die from it, I won’t get cancer because of it, my toes won’t fall off and I’ll live to try again. This is a rational thought. Anxiety takes rational thoughts and turns them into lies in your head that cause deep breathing and heart palpitations that steal your aspirations. Well, I’m flippin’ the bird at anxiety from now on because you can’t win it if your not in it.

I would love to hear what you’ve got going on! What do you aspire to do in the new year (or two days from now if your on my path)? Do you get anxiety? Do you eat an entire gallon of ice cream when you’re nervous or do you hit the gym and sweat it out?

Happy Hump Day!