Isn't this cloud a great metaphor? Sailing along, giving rain to a very select portion of the landscape.
So, yesterday was a pivotal day for me.
I received a contract offer on Obsidian.
This is the novel that started it all. That took me from nonfiction to fiction. My red-headed firstborn. This is the one that everyone told me they didn't know how to market, because it's hopelessly cross-genre. One famous author friend who graciously read it said it's like I wrote an epic male fantasy from a very female perspective. She also said I was forging a new path with it and that it would feel like wading through waist-deep snow.
Boy did she call that one.
So, yesterday, after 3.5 years of wading through waist-deep snow, I finally broke through.
I can't even tell you how it felt. I sat in stunned silence for quite a while, just exploring the feeling of not STRIVING any more. All those feelings of hope and grief and anger and determined outrage I'd been piling on all that time, just let go. I giggled. I burst into tears when my mom sent flowers. What a ride.
I have to admit - I wouldn't have felt this so much if it had happened right away.
Now, I've let (Possible) Agent who has Obsidian know that I have an offer, as she asked me to do. I'll wait to see what she says and then move from there. But no matter what, Obsidian will see the light of day and I'm just so, so grateful.
Rain for everyone!
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