Thank you for finding this page. As I sit here writing this, I'm having trouble picturing anyone finding this page, so I am especially glad you're here.
My debut novel has not yet appeared. I could tell you to the second (see the handy-dandy counter at the bottom) when it will, but that's a little like stepping on the scale every day. I never step on scales, and I pledge only to look at that counter, oh, four or five thousand times between now and then.
It took me eleven years to sell my "first" novel, and another twenty months after that for it to come out. Almost thirteen years. That's enough time for a baby to grow to the cusp of adulthood according to some religions. To be old enough to go on a spirit quest.
Getting published was a spirit quest of sorts for me. It's what I've wanted to do--to be--since I was five years old. Younger, if you listen to my mom describe the bedtime stories I dictated to her when I was only two.
During the time that I was trying to sell a book, the world changed out from under me, the publishing world at least. It became possible to publish in a much faster time frame. But I had learned enough about the different paths by then to feel that the one I was walking/trudging/crawling was the right one for me. So I kept trying, and trying, and trying, even through some truly low moments. I'd be happy to share with you what finally worked, how it happened for me at last.
Now I stand on the cusp of something, a little like that teenager who's about to enter a whole new world.
I don't know what it will be like, how all those years will come together.
But I'm very glad you're here to be a part.
With affection and regard,