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Patreon for My Books!

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So, I decided to join in on the Patreon wagon! Mostly because I LOVE sharing my creativity with people, but my bills are also not paid on dreams alone! This is the link for my Patreon if you’d like to come and support: HERE!

I have 7 different levels of patronage, starting at Sleepy Kittens!

Sleepy Kittens

Access to sneak-previews of my latest work, plus cat pictures! (Who doesn’t love cat pictures?)

The later levels include awesomeness including TEA and SIGNED PAPERBACKS, but there are limited quantities of those tiers, so check ’em out fast!

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2017 Accomplishments

So, anyone who has talked to me realized that this was a rocky year. On a professional note, I’ve never charged harder. However, the problem is, when you aim big and get close, the fall hurts that much more. I always have my big career-moving goals, but I set a couple realistic ones this year too. My goal was to have 3 books come out, and to get 3 new contracts.

What did I achieve in 2017?

Well, I had four new books come out:

Rising for Autumn (February 2017)

Waking for Winter (July 2017)

Forged Alliances (September 2017)

Captured Memories (October 2017)

I finished my first series, with all four books of the Philadelphia Coven Chronicles out!

I also got 5 contracts this year:

Waking for Winter, Forged Alliances, Captured Memories, A Reflection of Ice, and Of Tinkers and Technomancers

 

Now, unfortunately with Loose Id closing in 2018, I have to find new homes for my Philadelphia Coven Chronicles, and my plans for the Tribal Spirits series have been put on hold, but I’ll push forward with them next year.

 

On the writing front, I wrote A LOT this year.

Outlier Heir (80,000 words)

Forged Alliances (60,000 words)

Forged Decisions (60,000 words)

Of Tinkers and Technomancers (33,000 words)

Captured Memories (43,000 words)

My currently untitled YA Fantasy (80,000 words)

and I’m almost 60k into the final Airship book

That’s 416,000 words in total this year. Yay!

 

As for editing, on top of the comprehensive edits I did on all of the above projects, I also re-edited and found a home for A Reflection of Ice, a story I originally wrote in 2015, and I re-edited Chasing Fate this past month.

So, even though I faced a lot of setbacks this year, I wrote a hell of a lot and I fought a hell of a lot. I might not have made the drastic strides I wanted to, but I think I came closer than ever before, and I haven’t given up yet. 2017 did its best to crush my spirit into the ground, but I’ve got an amazing support system, from my friends and family who always listen when I get beaten down, to a group of author friends who helps build each other up as we all try to rise.

After the beating I got in 2017, I’m ready to face 2018 with new armor and new drive, having learned a lot from the past year about what’s holding me back. Let’s make this new year a great one.

 

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West Chester Library Signing!

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This Saturday I had my first signing at West Chester Library! It was so surreal sitting at my table and having folks at the library come up and view me as an author. I’ve sold my books alongside my tea at many events in the past, but this was the first time I was standalone as an author, which was unnerving to say the least. But I also have the best friends and family in the world, and they came out full force to support me. Honestly, it was one of those moments that if in the future I’m feeling truly alone, I’ll be able to recall the way my heart leapt at each person to peek in through those library doors to see me. I can’t quite express the gratitude welling in my heart at that outpouring of support, but I hope they all know it made an indelible mark on me. So, so much love for my wonderful readers and wonderful friends!

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Love Letter to Fellow Writers

We’re in one hell of a business, aren’t we? Every job, every career has it’s ups and downs, but I’ll leave those who are mired in theirs to communicate those woes. For me, it’s always been about writing. I’m sure my story’s like so many others–from the tender age of who-can-even-remember, it’s all I’ve ever wanted. The ability to touch, reach, and change people with my stories. Sensitive, shy little me, always buried in a book.

So I worked hard. I read every book I could get my hands on, studied the guidebooks of writing, forced myself into the disciplines. Like so many others, soldiered through NaNoWriMo. I honed my craft, and even today I’m still learning. I’m ALWAYS writing. My college years were spent jotting down stories between classes, and my spare moments stolen by my laptop, a pen and paper, and whatever story claimed control of my brain.

And then came submission time–and the ensuing rejections. There’s nothing quite so vulnerable as that first time throwing your work out there and receiving those emails. That your work isn’t good enough–and let’s face it guys, there’s a part in every one of us longing for that validation, even if it’s as simple as someone wanting to share your world for a moment. So I’d get shut down, take my open wounds, and learn from them. Countless hours spent in scouring blogs for tips, spent workshopping with friends, or in forums. As so many of us do.

Over time, you build the thicker skin–you grow more resilient to the blows. Query rejections? What ever! Try, rejections to your full. Try rejections to your manuscript when you sub it off to indie publishers. That’s when the nails pierce deeper, when the vital organs are hit, and some days, you wrap yourself in a blanket and hide away, too torn and tattered to face the world. Those are the darker times, and I don’t wish them on anyone–but I also know we all go through them. Get angry, get sad, get desperate–but get up. You keep getting up. And you keep writing.

For me, my first book was independently published, and I’ve gone that route through several others. Here’s the deal folks, publishing, whether it be with the big leagues or the little guys, isn’t the end. It’s not a Jane Austen novel where you’ve had your back and forth repartee and marriage is the big final ending. Any married couple will laugh at that novelty, because we all know it’s just the beginning of the work. Same goes with publishing. Get a book out and you don’t bask in the glow of a thousand suns.

The reality? Unless you’re one of the rare few who gets lucky on first strike–lands an agent, a book deal, and a mass following–it is hard, excruciating, and often defeating work. And you’re still fighting. Always fighting. One thing doesn’t change though–even with the heartbreak, even with the negative reviews, bad days, poor sales, rejections–we’re still writing. Most times it’s a tireless, thankless job, but it’s always there. The compulsion to write never leaves a writer. Maybe you take a break, maybe you spend some time apart, but it’s there, the words written in your bones, your DNA, in every strand and fiber of what makes you whole.

Bleak outlook, right? Anyone who knows me though can expect what’s coming next. I go through my emotional swings all the time, but at the end of the day, I can’t help but hope. I can’t help but dream and believe.

One thing we have through all of this is each other. We’ve got a community full of people WHO UNDERSTAND. Who get it. Who’ve been there. Others who have faced the rejections, who’ve faced bad reviews, who’ve been knocked down a thousand times and keep standing back up. We keep writing. So this is me, reaching out, in case you haven’t found your community yet. In case you haven’t found those folks who dust you up when you’re down, and understand what you’re going through.

Your struggle is valid–it’s real, and it’s tough. All the negativity and all the hurt can threaten the gentlest of souls, but don’t let it harden you. Don’t let it scare you away, make you quit, or make you snuff those dreams out. From that struggle, learn. Grow bolder, and stronger, until the world has to take you seriously. But for now, when the world is harsh, and it threatens to steal your summers away, take solace that you are understood. We’re here in the trenches with you.

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Writing Installment #2

Paranoia sets in at this stage of my edits. Whenever I near the end of the edits on a big manuscript and start working on a query, that niggling sense of fear and doubt finds a way through my armor and begins to paralyze me. What if it’s just another failure?

Writers face rejection all the time. It’s how this whole thing works, like with most artists. We’re rejected by our peers, we’re rejected by reviewers, we’re rejected by agents, publishers, or even readers. We’re fighting from the onset, and it’s a soul-sucking battle. Hence the need for thick skin and a support system. I’d be nowhere without it.

However, it never hits me more keenly than that step up to the precipice, as I stare into the void of what-ifs, when I’m getting close to submission time. I get seized by fear, and all of those worries start overtaking me. It’s a deadening brew.

At that point, I’m simply grateful for my family and friends, because whenever I take that leap, get a bruise, maybe even a concussion, they’re there to dust me off and help me back on two feet again.

Granted, I’m sure it’s infuriating that I keep leaping every time. Talk about a kid who doesn’t learn when they put their hand in the fire.

Only time will tell if it’s stupidity or bravery.