Two weeks ago today, Thursday May 2nd, I did a thing. Something personal weighed heavy on me, worried me and the night between Wednesday and Thursday, I couldn’t sleep. I always have trouble sleeping when I’ve got a lot on my mind. My brain worked through what I was worrying about and when I woke up on Thursday, I knew a way to tackle my fears: write.
So I sat down at my desk…and wrote an entire story from beginning to end. Granted, it’s short, around 5400 words, but it has a beginning, a middle, and an end, and two characters I care deeply about.
The next day I edited it and talked to my betas. And since the story is short – and my betas are fast – I got it back within a day. I wrote a blurb (even that flowed out of me, no public moaning from me about how much I hate blurb writing), filled out all the necessary forms, and submitted it to my publisher.
So a week later – last week – I signed a contract. That’s gotta be some kind of record.
But what’s more important is that it was a great way of working through my worry, of focusing on something else for a few hours. I write because I love it. Because I have to. But also because it helps me.
Sometime in August, you’ll be able to read my little story that was born out of fear and worry. I hope you all will like it, because it’s very important to me.
Blurb is below.
What if this is the last time we lie like this?
Uncertainty is keeping Ellery Luker awake at night and robbing him of his appetite. It’s been five days since the love of his life and partner of twenty-five years, Jools, went to the doctor. Five days since the biopsy. Five days of going crazy with worry and what ifs?
What if Jools suffer from the same disease that stole Ellery’s mother when he was just eleven?
What if all Ellery’s worst fears come true?