Another Healing

Another Healing

Friday, December 15, 2017

I'm moving!

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Friday, December 8, 2017

Depth of Return -- First Place in the Gay Paranormal Romance Category!

AND, in a three-way tie for third place in the Best Gay Book Category!

I am quite beside myself this morning. I was hoping to be a finalist again, the way I was with Another Healing. All last evening, I sat watching the results come in one category at a time, never quite sure when Gay Paranormal would pop up. I texted with some friends who were anxiously waiting with me, I worked a little on my new novel, and I hit refresh a lot. My husband came home from a band rehearsal. We watched the Joan Baez concert we'd recorded on PBS. I hit refresh -- and saw that I was a winner.

Not only is it wonderful, but it really came at a good time. It helped confirm that I'd done the right thing to leave my teaching job last spring to write full time. It also was a reminder of who I am, as I have spent months wallowing through the depressing tasks of settling my mother's affairs after she passed away last spring. It's great to be able to move on to something positive in my life.

Writing is that thing that I love to do more than anything, and I will always keep doing it, no matter what. I majored in writing in college and got my masters degree in English. I was told from day one that writing anything other than literary fiction was worthless. Nor did anyone teach me how to get published. A good novel just will, was what I heard over and over. I learned what I could from my teachers, and I didn't let them stop me from writing what I wanted to write.

It's been a long road since those days, and I've had some wonderful help and support on the way. I've learned to write what's in my heart, and that publishing and all that goes with it is the hardest thing I've ever done.

I'm incredibly proud of Depth of Return. Last night, after I found out it had won, I thought about what my main characters would do. Alan would grin his head off and give me a big bear hug. North, however, would give that little twitch of his lips that means "You did well, kid," and then turn away. But then he'd turn back and give me a hug, too. And that's when I'd start to cry.

And Jade, of course, would jump all over me and slobber.

Thank you, readers, for all your support, too!

Wednesday, October 18, 2017

Back Home

Well, we moved home from camp last weekend, and I'm exhausted from all the packing and unpacking and feeling generally unsettled. This is the moment when it's really hitting me that I'm no longer a teacher and am a full time writer. School actually started almost two months ago, but while I was at camp, I just carried on with my normal summer routine. Now that I'm home, where I've never been all day, every day, except for brief school vacations, I'm not quite sure what to do with myself. There are zillions of projects staring me in the face that I've never had time to do, like organize my files and straighten out the bathroom closet and stuff like that. There is also the ongoing stress of settling my late mother's affairs (joys of being an only child). But I'm going to try to regulate all that to a few hours a day, and try to spend the rest writing, reading, going for walks, and taking lots of photos.

I'm feeling a little displaced -- I miss camp: lake, kayaking, swimming, sunsets, peregrine falcons just down the cliff, spectacular thunderstorms, everything permeated with the sound of waves on the shore. I love being home: warmth, convenience, mountain views, bird feeders, soft silence everywhere. I miss my students and fellow teachers at school. I miss feeling like I'm making a difference in kids's lives. But I like sleeping later and not having to face a long, dark, often icy drive. I'm looking forward to being more of a part of seasons changing, being outside, and putting my energy into my words again. I'm in excellent health, my family is healthy, our two kittens are thriving, and we are first on the list to adopt a puppy next spring. My husband's band is going places. And my friends all still seem to like me.

And so, back to writing.

Tuesday, August 15, 2017

Full Time Writer!

Happy Winter!

I know, it's summer, but my newest work in progress is called Winter. I'm really excited about it -- I'm about half way through the rough draft and it's heaps of fun to write. It's a paranormal stand alone, and it's about a guy who works in a sex shop and meets a guy in Montreal while he's travelling for business (checking out new product) and, well, he finds out he's part of a very old world he didn't know existed. Winter is his safe word, so infer all you want about what kind of novel this one is.

Stay tuned for more info on Cricket -- it will come out, but not for a while. It will be self published, which is a new journey I will be embarking on shortly. I also want to get my whole Notice Series available again, with a new piece about Josh and Varian's daughter learning how to fly. Imagine that! And while I'm at it, my older pieces will be released again, too...

And yes, I will have time to do all this, because I have officially quit my day job. I am following my dream and I'm now a full time writer. I have a feeling I'll be far busier than I ever was teaching, but I can't express how wonderful it feels to be me, full time, at last.

So wish me luck and stay tuned.

I've been having a wonderful and very busy summer at camp, and I'm finally gotten a lot of stuff taken care of that needed taking care of, and now I'm feeling like I'm back in business. So while the real world out there is dissolving into chaos, I'll be busy creating places of respite with my words, which we all need so badly right now.

Here's a recent sunset to bring a little light into the world.