by Mona Karel (Monica Stoner)
Confession time–I’ve been entering my author name in the Amazon search bar for the last month or so, not expecting to see much, but ever hopeful. I did find out Mona Karel was killed in a spy adventure published a while back. That all changed this morning. I typed in Mona, then Kar, and whaddya know? Up pops Mona Karel, ready for me to click on and see my book available through Kindle since May 22. Now I’m not going to say this was the best day of my life. But it’s right up there with the day I first saw my husband.
Since Black Opal Books hadn’t planned for a release until May 25. My editor (pause for a sigh of pride!) said Amazon sometimes released early, sometimes late. But since it was out on Kindle, it could go out everywhere.
So – it looks like I’m outed, all over the place. Wow, I thought my cover looked good on the wall, it looks incredible in a virtual book store!
by Monica Stoner, Member at Large
We sit in front of our screens, our typewriters, our yellow pads, pouring thoughts and emotions out for the world to see with the hopes some day the world will see. Other than our critique partners, our supportive friends and a few anonymous contests judges, our wordsâ€™ world is very small. We dream of the day we get the call, and as we keep typing, keep plotting, keep running scenes through our heads while going through grocery checkout, deep down inside we start to wonder. Whatâ€™s it all about? Is it really worth the time investment?
Sure we need to give a home to our characters. One day. In the meantime there are so many demands on our energy, and to say â€œI canâ€™t, I have to writeâ€ becomes weaker and weaker as the weeks, months, and years slide past. Until â€œI have to writeâ€ segues into â€œIâ€™ll write laterâ€ and the span between writing times grows. We pull ourselves out of the pit from time to time, take a class or two, jot down some plot ideas, maybe enter a contest. Or maybe judge a contest, telling ourselves weâ€™re â€œgiving backâ€ or â€œkeeping our hand in.â€ We keep up our memberships, though sometimes we wonder if that money couldnâ€™t be spent better elsewhere. Giving up our memberships and meetings might mean we are giving up on ourselves as writers.
Because we retain our memberships, nurturing that tiny spark of hope we hope will rise into a flame; because we still plot, still polish, still review, one day we participate in a pitch contest, and weâ€™re asked to submit. Or we learn of a publisher â€œactively seeking manuscripts.â€ And we have just that – a manuscript ready to submit to a publisher for consideration. Maybe weâ€™ve done this before with less than stellar results, until â€œwe find your ideas interesting but your writing is not up to our standardsâ€ becomes worse than â€œitâ€™s not you, itâ€™s me, I need live more before I settle down.â€
This time, though, this time it just might be different. And we send our polished, pressed, primped child off to the prom with an introduction but without us to stand behind them when they fall. We get the automatic acknowledgment of receipt with a promise to get back to us, and an advisory to ask if we havenâ€™t heard within a span of from one to three months. One to three months, can we hold our breath that long?
Conditioned by past disappointments, we put thoughts of the submission out of our minds and go about our every day lives. Houses still need to be cleaned, snow shoveled or sidewalks swept and the laundry never ends. We tell ourselves not to hope, not to think about it, and wait for the rejection so we can at least apply for our PRO status. When the e-mail comes back in a long weekend, we sit with fingers poised on the keys, hand dropped over the mouse, take a deep breath, and click. Such a fast response canâ€™t be anything good, can it? The message opens on the screen, and you read:
â€œI am pleased to tell you that I enjoyed your Into the Woods very much. I found only minor editing problems as I read, mainly punctuation errors, as well as your tendency to shift POV in mid scene, sometimes in mid paragraph. But these are easy fixes. For the most part, Into the Woods is very well written.â€
She said WHAT??
â€œIf you are interested in publishing Into the Woods with us, please let me know, and I will have our attorney prepare a contract for you.â€
Does that REALLY say what we think weâ€™re reading? Better print it out, just in case. Yep, the words are the same on the page as they are on the screen. Gulp. A Sally Field moment, for sure. â€œFor the most part Into the Woods is very well written.â€ Yep, thatâ€™s what she said.
Oh. My. God. It really happened. Someone who doesnâ€™t know you likes your writing and wants to introduce your people to the world. You are a writer. For years youâ€™ve been telling yourself and others the sheer act of putting words on the page makes you a writer. And it does. But now you are a Writer.
Yes, it happened to me. I sent off â€œInto the Woodsâ€ to Black Opal Books on February 17, and had an answer on February 22. I just finished the first round of edits, they want to change the name, and Iâ€™m looking at cover art. While doing this for â€œInto the Woods,â€ Iâ€™m grooming another book to send, this time with fewer dashes and ellipses and without a ping ponging Point of View.
All the years of wishing and hoping and helping out the chapters and taking notes at workshops has paid off. Could I have done it without the fantastic support system set up by and for Romance writers? Maybe, but I doubt it. This oneâ€™s for you, OCC. Thank you to everyone who has supported, critiqued, pushed, nagged and given out tough love.
This oneâ€™s for Michelle, who gave me OCCâ€™s address. Love ya babe.
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