Move over authors! It’s my turn to announce some exciting news!
Finally, after a couple of years donning my thick skin and a pair of slush-pile wellies, I’ve done it. An editor loves my book, a contract is signed; I will soon be a published author.
How cool is this?!
I won’t babble on about all the goings on in between that first embarrassing submission (I put mine and the agent’s address in the wrong places on the letter) and writing my signature on that dotted line; you’ll find a snippet of that over at Literary Rejections website. But, it’s safe to say, it’s been an odd ride. Emotional, of course. Confusing, most definitely. Educating, thankfully.
I’ve come a long way, not to mention how far my book has. I never thought the day would come, but giving up wasn’t an option. Too many people told me they loved the book, too many. And I’m talking industry professionals, not just Mum and Dad. (Who did love it, by the way!) How could I let them down? Why should I let those rejections, of which I lost count, make me think I couldn’t do it? And overshadow the support and enthusiasm my story had gained? Uh-uh. I’m too proud for that.
In the end, I was lucky enough to have a choice as to who I published with, and the most important thing I did in helping me make my decision, was to remind myself why I ever wrote in the first place. Enjoyment, happiness and sanity. My heart and creative passion took over, which made the outcome obvious.
So thank you, Jet Black Publishing. Brand squeaking new. Fresh. Fun. And best of all, a huge supporter of the Australian Literacy and Numeracy Foundation. (20% of all sales are donated to them.) I’m ecstatic to be working with these guys and I can’t wait to introduce you all to Winell Road.
Now I take the next steps on my writing path. Marketing, launch parties (there’ll be cake so it’s only right to make this plural), reviews, giveaways, book tours. I can’t wait for all of it. I’d like to thank everyone who has helped me stay afloat. From my fabulous family to my marvellous social media mates. Forever indebted. You guys rock!