I’ve been writing humorous poetry since I was a wee girl at me Irish grandmother’s knee… she’d chuckle and get on with baking her apple sugar pies and then winding her blue rosary around her gnarled fingers, praying, ‘What’s the lass going to come to with these ditties?’
Novels, mostly historicals these days and I’m finishing up a second Paris WW 2 novel while pulling all-nighters… I needed a break, so here’s a lighthearted poem about everyone’s favorite frog from this Irish Poetess.
Put the kettle on and Enjoy!
The art of writing fairy tales
is a joy I claim.
But frog or toad, what’s in a name?
’Tis a prince I seek at the end of my tale
And that happily ever after, but to no avail
Ah, but yes have I the power of the pen
So with my snappy keystrokes Poof! I say.
He’s here. Amen!
Here the first in my Occupied Paris series:
The Resistance Girl
Juliana discovers her grandmamma was a famous French film star in Occupied Paris
And the shocking secret her mother never told her…
5* ‘… a beautiful and poignant historic fiction that left me in tears’ Jessica F NetGalley
You know the drill. You write a wonderful story, pour your heart into it, and send it off.
Then you wait.
You drink coffee, refuse to let anyone come between you and your phone so you can check your email 24/7, you obsess, eat chocolate, exercise to work off said chocolate so you can eat more, then give up eating altogether because your throat is so tight from the stress, you binge watch everything you can on TV so you can forget the horror of waiting and wish you’d fall into a hundred years’ sleep so the pain will go away.
A major run-on sentence. But that’s life in the “waiting to hear back from the publisher who requested the full” in the manuscript world.
Okay, so what do you do?
Write another book.
You’ve heard it before and I agree, but it’s also important to take some “me” time. After all, you’ve been taking care of your characters, who can be quite demanding, keep you up at nights, make you cry and drink coffee nonstop, so now it’s time to put your feet up and relax.
Then work on another book.
Writers are not machines.
We need nurturing, healthy food, exercise, fresh air, and social interaction. So as I sit here writing this and waiting to hear back on my manuscript, I’m going to do just that.
I’m going for a walk to the nearby coffee shack, have a mocha coffee and, God help me, a warm croissant oozing with raspberries and melting chocolate chips.
And just breathe.
And yes, I’m bringing my phone with me.
Just in case the editor calls…
PS – I’ll update my post when I hear anything on my m/s – an Italian billionaire prince story and his Cinderella.
All in the past week.
(No, I didn’t write the novel in a week…but I was editing up to the last second).
Which makes me wonder, why do we do it?
Are we crazy, insane, both?
Yes, we’re writers.
It’s how we work. Think. Create.
Even more wild, the morning after I uploaded the manuscript for Royal Bride, I woke up with the next story zipping through my brain like a live current of electricity.
I wrote it all down and put it away.
Because the brain like the body needs rest. I love the idea I have for the next novel, but beyond that initial spurt of inspiration, my brain is….well, fried.
So this month, I’m on vacay, holiday, on the road…whatever it takes to, as the saying goes, to let the wells fill up again.
Somtimes you just gotta…
Here’s my new Royals of Monterra novel: ROYAL BRIDE
At thirty-six, Zoey St. John may not be your ordinary Cinderella, but when Prince Maximiliano Risconti di Montevecchio dances with her at a royal ball in Monterra, taking a chance on love is so much better than being alone.
Sheâ€™s at a crossroads in her life and being the heroine in a good, old-fashioned fairy tale is just what she needs. With his dashing good looks and brooding dark eyes, the Alpha Royal makes her feel alive again after living alone for years with a tragic secret from her past.
Prince Max is a man born to duty and thrives on routine since thatâ€™s how everything has been done
since his royal title was granted centuries ago. Heâ€™s devoted to his family, he just doesnâ€™t understand them until the pretty signorina makes him confront the truth about himself and question why he canâ€™t stop thinking about her.
Heâ€™s drawn to her even if he wonâ€™t admithttp://wp.me/p2DHSo-N1 it and finds out he canâ€™t let her go. The only problem is, the prince has no idea he needs a glass slipper to win her.
When an unexpected turn of events sends the princeâ€™s royal household into chaos and threatens to destroy his family, Zoey takes on the prince and his old-fashioned methods to save them. She pursues her passion for helping others, even if it means the prince may break her heart in the process.
But when her painful past is revealed and turns this fairy tale upside down, can her love for the prince triumph and turn this story into a happily ever after?
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She thought marriage would be sex, laundry, and a mortgage.
Girl, was she wrong.