Publishers

Monday, August 28, 2017

Today I began compiling a list of potential publishers.   The next step in the process.

Just because the first draft of the manuscript is completed does not mean that the work has ended.  Turning that manuscript into a published book will be, so I have heard, just as hard as the writing.

It's all very exciting, though.  Something new to learn about.  Something new to strive for.  Something new to accomplish.

Bring it on.

Let's do this!

Happy Monday, Everyone.

Congratulations To Me!

Monday, August 14, 2017


Last week, after eight months of (sometimes, emotionally-challenging) writing, I am pleased to announce that the first draft (first, mind you) of my manuscript has been completed.

Yahoo!

I am very proud of myself for accomplishing this goal.

It has been both a joy and a challenge to find the correct words to describe what I have felt, and what I feel in regards to the past 23 years of my life.

This first draft is for Me.  It is written with everything that I wanted and needed to write.

Revision will fine-tune, and possibly remove or alter, parts of the story.  And that is okay.

I now place the Editor's Cap on my head to make it readable for interested readers.  Hopefully there are readers out there who are interested to read what I have written!

I took last week off.  Did not write a single word, nor re-read my words.   Topped it all off with a fabulous 48 hours in the mountains (see above photograph!).

It is Monday morning, so back I go to the laptop to start revision and investigate how the publishing world works.

A two-week self-imposed deadline for the second draft.

Here I go.

Happy Monday, Everyone.

A Long Lost Friend

Tuesday, August 1, 2017


Tomorrow I am expecting a visitor.  Visitors, in fact.  Three visitors from out of town.  A friend from many, many years ago with his two children.

This friend was an integral part of both my and my former husband's lives.  He knew both of us back in the day when we first became a couple.  He was intertwined into our married and professional lives.  A friend, colleague, partner, visionary.

I have not seen this friend for more than 15 years.

It has been a long time.

Much has happened in life since that last get-together in the kitchen of our now long-gone home.

I feel the emotions bubbling up.  Emotions from past connections between the three of us.  He was a good friend of my husband's.  The two men, together, were a powerful team.

Tears are not far from the surface today.  I know I will break down at some point.

The past is rushing back.  What was once an amazing time of all our lives, is now gone.

What was expected of the future back then, is now a completely different present.

Many memories.  Many life-long impressions.

The heart is being pulled in a multiple of directions today.

Appropriate, I suppose, for the chapter being drafted:  Healing.

Happy Tuesday.