Seventeen Years

This is 17 years in the making.

I hit a low point recently with Woven. I’ve written three books in the series, and I felt like I was spinning my wheels. I love the story, love the characters and love what I have planned for it.

But I felt like it was going nowhere.

Then I got two crappy offers on it, from vanity presses disguised as legitimate publishing companies. I won’t share their names here, I’ll just highly caution all of you to check Predators and Editors before taking any offer.

As much as I try not to let things like that bother me, these ‘offers’ hit me real hard for some reason. And I know, it’s part of the process. And I know how many rejection letters J.K got, I wish people would damn well stop telling me!

That’s where I was, hating on myself, hating on my work. But I kept at it, figuring that I wasn’t getting published either way, might as well keep trying.

I sent out some submissions, and got some rejections.

Then, I opened an email from a publisher that I was sure was going to reject me. I was already planning on just checking the name off and finding somewhere else, just another chore on a Monday.

But it wasn’t a rejection letter. I just signed a contract for Broken Patterns!

It’s official, Broken Patterns is finally going to be published! I can’t help but think back to the day that Devon was born, sitting in Diamond Park and praying. I feel like that prayer, more than almost any other prayer, was heard. It was like God said, “You put the work in, and we’ll get this one out there.”

This is the start of a long journey. I won’t be quitting PBW, I love you guys way too much. I won’t be quitting my day job for quite awhile, I’m sure. But the thing that I’ve been fighting for, struggling for, working for is finally starting to happen!

This is 17 years in the making. And it’s only the beginning.