Hello, my friends!
I’ve been away for a while, I know. Long enough to have a bunch of announcements.
Are you ready for them????????
(I don’t know if you’re ready for them. I don’t know if you can handle the SQUEEEEEE. *throws down gauntlet* :-P)
First, and most awesomely, I need to thank Kathleen Ortiz, Joanna Volpe, and Thananchai Pandey for THIS:
ISN’T THIS SO FREAKING AWESOME?
Thank you so much, Kathleen, Jo, Thananchai Pandey, and of course, all the fantastic people at Amarin! I am so thrilled!!
(On a random note, did you know that the ms mentions Thailand in the second chapter? It’s just a passing comment in an convo between the main character and her dad, but still, it made me extra giggly to see it there when I was going over the copy-edits this weekend.)
Technically, I found out about this about two weeks ago — one Monday evening, when I was making dinner. A totally unexpected email! I didn’t even realize that this was going on in the far off realm of NYC, and even farther off place of Thailand, so I was totally blown away by the good news.
In case you’re curious, I celebrated in the following ways:
1) I ran around the house singing and doing a happy dance (all pics of this incident have been destroyed/permanently deleted for the preservation of my supercool reputation :-P).
2) I watched the celebration video Kathleen sent me an obscene number of times. Here, you can watch it too:
3) I checked out what my Title looks like in Thai. I know you totally want to see it too:
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If you do read Thai and have a better translation, please contact me, and I’ll post it and give you all my undying gratitude!
And at the suggestion of the lovely and talented Jenn Rush, I’m also gonna grab some friends and go out for some Thai food. There’s a great place called Deejai just up the road.
So, anyway, some of you may have noticed that the deal announcement went up at Publisher’s Marketplace last Monday.
Where have I been? you ask.
I’ve been here:
So, it might shock you that I only saw the beach for like seven hours altogether in the six days I was there. I basically found a fun, affordable, tiny one bedroom apartment at Carolina Beach; locked myself inside; stuck my butt in a chair at the kitchen table; and just wrote.
(As you may recall, I did something like this in February as well.)
I didn’t take my computer with me. I uninstalled email on my phone. I was serious about having no distractions, and for a couple days in a row, I didn’t venture out of the apartment until after the sun set.
When I sent her out on Thursday morning so I could write, she headed out here with her disposable camera and shot tons of pics. (I know! Disposable camera! I offered to lend her my digital one, but she said the shadows are better with the disposable one.)
But just FYI, she didn’t take that picture. I found it here. It just looked really awesome, with the crooked trees and the water glinting between the trunks – I had to share.
Anyway, that’s the reason I was absentee for a week running. I didn’t even realize that PM had announced it until I logged into Twitter after!
But I was very productive. I wrote as much that week as I did in the four or five weeks previous. And on the drive back, I had the most marvelous focus – the whole story stretched out shiny and winding, like the Yellow Brick Road glittering in daylight…
Until I stopped at a yellow light approximately ten miles from home, and a red PT Cruiser hit me.
So, yeah, I was in my first wreck on Friday. (Well, the first when I was driving – and the first where I was also all alone.)
You might have seen me squeeing over this little MINI on Twitter, but if not, let me just say: I just got this car on July 30, and I have been so excited that I’ve probably annoyed some people with all my enthusiasm.
So, the wreck was a double bummer. 🙁
But it could have been much much worse. A patrol car was on the cross street of this intersection, so when we pulled off, a policewoman appeared before I even thought to call 911. The PT cruiser’s axle was broken, and its driver reminded me of my eighth grade French teacher – very mild-mannered and apologetic. The crash tore a hole in my bumper, and it needs to be replaced. But I could drive home.
(That concludes the not-so-awesome portion of today’s program. I’ll stop complaining now. :-P)
And guess what else was waiting for me when I got home from the beach and (auto) body shop?
Wasn’t that fast? I feel like they came super fast. Almost shockingly and dauntingly fast.
And they were due back to S&S on Tuesday, which meant I had to pass them to the nice UPS man before 6PM on Monday evening. My timing for that little writing retreat could clearly have been better; the deadline was very tight. But with much caffeine, several late nights, and a little green pencil (to contrast the copyeditor’s red pen), I MADE IT!!
(And as I was leaving the parking lot, I literally saw the UPS truck pull up to pick up those copyedits and whisk them off to NYC’s Rockefeller Center and Courtney B., my wonderful editor. Which entertained me greatly.)
My one regret was that I didn’t get to pore over the pages and make sure everything was as it should be as I promised to do here. Sigh. The best laid plans, etc. etc.
But I did enough. And you know, I actually believe that everything happens for a reason. Maybe, the copyedits kept me from bemoaning the wreck all weekend long. Maybe, if I had time enough to give each page the time I wanted, I would’ve gotten nitpicky in a crazy way and screwed up the ms with too many unneeded changes.
Sometimes, you just need to let go. (Ah, the laments of an overachiever.)
Okay, y’all – if you have read all the way to the end, you win about a thousand AWESOME points and my undying love.
And also, a lemon-ginger scone next time I see you. 🙂
Also, click through for recipe. 🙂