Okay, romance writers, is it just me or do you always feel the need to tell people what you do to “make money”? So, here’s the conversation I continually have with people: Them: So, what are you studying? Me: I’m studying English and Library Science. Them: Cool. So what do you want to do after you graduate? Me: I want to be a romance novelist. Them: *blank stares, awkwardness, disbelief, dismissal* Me: But, I’ll probably be a librarian or go into research or something with archives…to make money. Every. Single. Time. It’s ingrained in me to explain away my dream because I’m worried that people will hear the word “novelist” or “writer” and automatically think that I’m going to fail miserably. I used to be afraid to tell people that I want to write novels, let alone romance novels, but now I’m not. I’m proud of it. But I am afraid that people are going to see me as a failure. What makes me even sadder, is that it makes me sound like I’m ragging on the library side of things. Like I’m almost saying that it’s not my first choice—that instead it’s second behind writing. Really, I’d say they’re […]
Sometimes when you write…it’s a little like that famous scene from The Walking Dead’s first episode. You know, where Rick Grimes sees the walker who is missing the bottom half of her body? Well, she’s reaching for him, making the typical walker sound, and we’re given a sense of desperation, hunger, despair, basically everything negative and nothing even remotely pleasant. Yeah, you probably don’t just see it, you know it. We all do at sometime in our lives for different reasons. But the thing is, when you’re writing, you’re not Rick Grimes—you’re not operating on a Ricktatorship. Nope, you’re that walker who’s barely cleaning to life, humanity and hope. Eventually you might get your Ricktatorship on, but it takes time for you to realize how to kill the walker. How to keep moving forward. So what’s a fix for this horrible step for writing? I don’t know. I’m not sure that I ever will. But I’ve been tossing around an idea and if I ever become famous enough to write a book on writing, then maybe this’ll make the cut. Start with your character, because that’s who drives the story (most of the time), right? But don’t write in first person, write […]
I’m revamping the blog so that it’s more orientated to wanna-be authors and book-lovers, because yours truly is both. From now on, you’ll be able to learn everything to what books I’m reading, to where I’m at in my writing. There also might be articles about anything in between…who knows!! The point is, books are important. They’re a passion. A love. And to be honest, I’d be perfectly okay spending the rest of my life alone on a desert island with one (and food…and water…and shade…oh, and a man). Regardless, I want to share my passion for them without you and I hope that in turn, you will do the same. That being said, I might stray away from my romance novel love here and there, so all book lovers are welcome! There is also an official subscription email for a newsletter that I invite anyone to join! It’ll keep you updated on new blog posts and as this blog continues to grow, maybe other things, as well. However, I will try not to spam you! So, welcome and write/read on!!
I haven’t written a post in a while about my journey to publication. I’d like to say that my life got crazy—and it totally did—but I think that the main reason for my absence is that I’ve had a bit of a reality check. You see, I had this grand idea that I would send out my novel and within a few weeks there would magical happy dances and excited clapping. That was the dream, anyway. But then I realized that my novel was long. As in 130,000 words long, with the “average” word count for a novel being around 70,000. That means that what I wrote was almost double the word count. Double! It could’ve been split into two novels. For someone who HATES cliffhangers (most of the time), I knew that I had two options: cut it down or start anew. I chose the second option. In the month of December, I started a new novel. By the end of the month I had about 70,000 words and I finally finished at about 90,000. That was super manageable—I was able to cut down and even though I’m still in the process of editing, I think that that smaller […]