Oh Wow, Talk About Embarrassing

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(Quick Public Service Announcement:  I seem to have an abundance of friends looking to submit their manuscripts to free lance editors for fine tuning. So, I wanted to pass along information for Jessica Bell. Jessica is a writer, but she also has a strong editorial background. Just relaying for anyone interested in going this route, since I know Jess is good people and will stand behind her services.)

Sometimes I get introspective and spend time imagining what the future will be like.

Granted, after a while, my mind tends to wander and I envision a world in which I'm such a renowned best-selling author, I loan J.K. Rowling some money when she lands on hard times. World hunger is ended. The Baltimore Orioles win 10 straight World Series titles. And I've dated every male cast member on the Vampire Diaries (especially Taylor Kinney)

Screw the rest of the stuff. If only the last one came true I could die a happy woman. *sigh*

Anyway, eventually, I come back to reality and get a little more realistic in my wonderings. And every now and again when I think about my writing and the efforts I'm going through to get published, I wonder if I might one day regret some things.

Right now, I LOVE my stories (both the completed one and the new bun in my writerly oven). But will I still feel the same in 15-20 years? Because the one thing about being published, regardless of paper copy or ebook, etc. Once your words are out there, released to the public, you can't ever take them back.

I know, I'll never regret my stories...but will I one day be slightly embarrassed by the juvenile versions of my writing?

I ask, because there was a time when I actually thought this was cool.

This picture is late 80's, back when we thought we were the 8th grade "ish". (Don't recall when putt-putt golf was the "in" thing to do, but whatever.) We were rocking the cheese. This was apparently before I discovered make-up and please don't ask me about the hair. I'm well aware that I look like a poor man's Molly Ringwald.

Anyway, as you can tell by the I'm-so-cool-look-at-me-leaning pose, I apparently felt pretty good about myself when this picture was taken. Now, I look back and cringe at this child and wonder why no one stopped her when she tried leaving the house like that. (My friend Kim doesn't count as a judge, she's wearing boxer shorts over her leggings for crying out loud)

I just hope and pray, that twenty years after my first manuscript is published I don't look back and cringe the way I did when I first stumbled across this picture!!

Writing Hell and More Cheesy 80's Movie Trivia

Okay, so here’s a quote from another one of my favorite old 80’s movies. Let’s see who gets it first.


“I’m setting bootie twaps.”
“You mean boobie traps.”
“That’s what I said, bootie twaps.”

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Oh the perils that we writers can be put through when trying to find an agent (as if writing a novel isn’t mental strain enough).

So last night I have this epiphany, if you will, and the query that I’ve been struggling with for nearly a month just came together. The tone, and which details to include, all finally flowed together and that proverbial light bulb clicked on inside my head. I won’t go so far as to say the Angels started to sing my praises, but for a moment it felt like they might be warming up. And then…

It dawned on me that I’ve spent so much time worrying about my query letter that I forgot I still need to revamp my synopsis. And this is what I looked like when that realization hit.

Yep, my hair turned into a mustache and bushy eyebrows. I may have even said rachet frachet more than my fair share of times.

One day, we’ll look back on these days and laugh…right?