Shocking Finds, by Tracey L Clark to be published
Well, so much excitement … with a heavy dose of OMG. I want to run up and down the street like a wild woman, screaming “My book is coming, my book is coming!!!” I am so overwhelmed, anxious, filled with nerves and enough happiness to split my face in half with my grin.
Soooo, now what? Well, my job is done. Right? I can take my best bud and move to my own personal island. I can grab some me time, and finally relax as I watch all the copies of my world-changing book fly off the shelf. I can plan out my next step with leisure. HA!
I don’t know what will come next. Not really. But I know that the world of books doesn’t end when a publisher takes interest. For now, I plan to start edits on books two and three. I plan to cross my fingers that the world enjoys Shocking Finds: A Finder’s Keepers Novel. And above all else … I plan to follow my publisher’s lead. She is the expert here, in this frightening world. I can’t wait to yell out, “I sold my first book!!” I think that first book sale will feel like that first dollar that new business owners have framed up on their wall. But to get to the point that I get to grin about book sales, I need to follow and learn from Mary at http://gonewritingpublishing.blogspot.com/
Now it is back to the keyboard. Now I beg for reviews from the betas that helped me to get to this point. I squeal with joy with my writing buddies that have had my back when I believed that no one would ever want to take a chance on a girl with nothing to list in the accomplishments area of an evil query letter. Now I go out to celebrate with my mother and the friends that continued to tell me that my story had merit. Now, I promote and get ready to ride the roller coaster to come. So many people helped to push me up high enough to reach my goal. The writing world is a wonderful place. I have been extremely lucky to find fellow wordy friends, while embracing the support from home.
I don’t know how other writers do this. How do we face the unknown as we place our hard work in the hands of others? I hope that every lover of Paranormal/Fantasy Romance finds their way to my novel, and that they enjoy the world unfolding around Marin. If they enjoy the Fae assassins, snotty little Sprite, and the romantic leading man (Kyland) half as much as I enjoyed writing about them, then that will be a gift. With each review that I read about the love a reader has found for my writing, I want to start my sprints down the street all over again. So far I have had nothing but positive words coming my way, and I have treasured each and every comment.
I hope the crushing blow of the unavoidable negative review (because not every book lover, loves in the same way) doesn’t come for years. Hey, maybe even decades… 😛 For now, it is back to my wonderful worlds. Maybe I can write a few shorts to cleanse my writing palate. Like stretches before the big race. Maybe I will explore mystical castles, the world of dragons, or even the descent into the unknown.
*all pics can be found on Pinterest
I can’t wait to start sharing things like my first book cover, the release date (which should be sometime in the coming Fall), and all the updates on future insanity. Cause you know there will be insanity. But the good kind of insanity, the kind that leads to laughter and an extra chapter or two in my next novel. For now, how about one of my favorite moments from Shocking Finds….
Being forced to play chauffeur already had Anton on edge. The little gift in his trunk was going to push him over the edge. Kyland hid his grin in Marin’s hair.
Straightening in his seat, Kyland allowed Anton to see his smirk, as their eyes met in the rearview mirror. “You may wish to drive faster. Arriving at Marin’s before the present in your trunk is fully awake could prove prudent.” At least Kyland had a base line for how long his sleeping draft would last.
“What do you mean? What present? And why my trunk?” Anton sure had a lot of questions, but at least he drove a little faster.
“I needed to transport him back to Marin’s house, and your car was unlocked.”
“It most certainly was not, you Battle-Fae-Bastard.” Anton was vibrating with tension.
“It was after I broke in.” And, okay, Kyland was enjoying himself. He felt lighter, more energetic.
Anton stared into the mirror, shock and anger plain on his face. Before he could speak, and possibly ruin their lovely drive, Kyland added, “I do not know what the big deal is. Marin blew out the rest of the windows, and I needed to open the trunk.” Kyland smirked and then happily pointed out, “Watch the road, or at least that tree blocking our way.”
—–Happy wordage, Tracey