How Is This Happening?!
May 3, 2019
My debut novel comes out in September. A part of me never believed it would happen.
And another part of me did.
I’ve been writing stories my entire life. Before I even learned how to read and write, I used to record stories. Most of them were about two bunnies who were best friends. I went to college and earned an English degree, with an emphasis in creative writing. My British literature professor said the creative writing majors would never get jobs. Well, I did! I found a job as a children’s book editor, which I loved. I still wrote fiction, but it was hard to want to write when you read and write all day for a living.
In 2010, I took a step back. I was dealing with anxiety and depression and needed to figure some stuff out. I started freelance writing & editing. I also continued working on my first manuscript. I sent my very first query in 2011.
Seven years, five manuscripts, and over 300 query rejections later, I had resigned myself to the truth—publishing doesn’t work on my timetable. It was going to take as long as it took. In the meantime, I would continue writing stories I love and learning more about my craft. I suddenly realized that the writing relationship I needed to focus on was the one I had with myself. Not agents, or publishers. Me.
It was the lightest and happiest I’d felt with my fiction career since 2010. I felt like that little girl again, writing stories about two bunny best friends.
And then, as if the universe needed me to learn this lesson first, I found my agent and publisher in spring/summer 2018.
I still have a lot to learn about writing, about publishing, and about the type of career I want to build. With only a few months before my book releases, I’m curious to see what it will feel like to hold my book in my hand and to connect with readers.