Friday, August 16, 2019

Recovery

Lots of recovery this year--recovering physically from two total knee replacements (which were very successful!) and recovering emotionally from being dropped by my agent after 6 months.  I'm trying to accept that, as much as I love Chipeta and feel emotionally connected to her, her story may not be mine to tell in the age of own voices. I'm considering a way to revise it to become a story about a child learning about Chipeta, and I've written a new PB biography about an old white woman like myself--Marjory Stoneman Douglas.

Sunday, March 3, 2019

Recuperation Writing

Last Thursday I had my knee replaced, so I'm now spending a fair amount of time in bed with ice packs. I was hoping to make it into this year's March Madness Poetry, but I didn't. I entered another fun challenge, 50 Precious Words, run by the wonderful Vivian Kirkfield. Contests are a great way to keep up skills! My visualizations for children are with a small publisher, and my Chipeta story is with an agent, so I'm waiting to hear and waiting to heal.

Tuesday, November 20, 2018

Now that I no longer have an agent...

   I can't say it came as a total surprise--it had seemed for awhile that my agent and I were not on the same page--but it was so disappointing to read her e-mail that she is terminating our contract. Sigh....back in the saddle again!  Oh, well. I've learned that good follows bad, and I won't give up.

Wednesday, September 26, 2018

Now That I Have an Agent...

     It's great not to have to spend time month after month researching agents and submitting. But, it's almost harder to wait to hear good news!  No bites yet on my Yeti or Hippo stories, so my agent asked me to send pitches on other stories I have ready.  I did that, and while I'm waiting to hear, I started working on a new, non-fiction project. And, I start a temporary job next week for Colorado Mountain College, teaching an art class for little kids where the art projects are based on picture books! Perfect, no?
     And in life beyond hoping to bring a book to the world, I had my annual mammogram and I am 4 years clear! Feeling like quite the warrior!

Tuesday, July 10, 2018

Whew! My agent liked the revision!

   Thanks to my wonderful group of older writer friends, the Caldecoots, who had lots of good suggestions, I was able to send my agent a revision I felt was good. She thought it was great! And she will re-send it to the publisher that was willing to take another look. She also shared some comments she got on the second manuscript, so I tweaked that one, too. I so appreciate her updates!
   Besides writing and re-writing, one of my favorite activities is making big bubbles. This week I got to make them for our library district's 80th birthday party. Sending things off into the universe, whether it's giant bubbles or a story, is very satisfying. As was having my backside appear in the Glenwood Post Independent on-line edition!

Sunday, July 1, 2018

Wow, what a week!

    Monday--skydiving. Thursday--interest from a publisher, if I revise. Yikes! The revision is so much scarier than the flight. I feel I'm so close to my goal of a published picture book, and yet I could blow it completely if the revision's no good. My friends in the Caldecoots, a group for older writers, are looking at my revision, and my agent will help get it ready, too.
    I didn't realize my skydiving jump would have two distinct parts--the out-of-control free fall, where my harness hurt and my googles were so tight I couldn't open one eye, and the relaxing drift after the chute opened, and the straps were loosened, and the goggles came off, and I could take in the scene and enjoy the view.

 
 
My writer's journey this week will also go from stressful to calm--I'll work like mad on my revisions and either the publisher will accept it, or my agent will submit it elsewhere.
 

Monday, June 18, 2018

I think my spirit animal is the tortoise

I came in dead last (I prefer the term alive last!) in yesterday's 5K Strawberry Shortcut race, but I finished!  The race director, a family friend, and his daughters escorted me over the finish line.  It reminded me of how s  l  o  w  l  y my writing journey has progressed, but gradually forward!