Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Airport Updates

Soo lovely people
I bring this to you in Moline Airport, one of the few airports I know of with FREE WIFI.
Now that all the difficult things (packing, saying goodbye) are done it's 16 hours of sitting around, carrying a bunch of heavy bags and one katana-shaped umbrella that was too big to fit in my checked bags.  So far security hasn't cared, but I doubt Heathrow will have a sense of humor.

Next stop, Chicago.  Then London.  Then Glasgow!  I have a stack of books to get me through the journey (thanks Laurie and Bart!) and the promise of delicious vegetarian airline food for dinner.

My whole "Wicked Wednesday" teaser didn't work out either, and it may be a few more days before I'm able to get it sorted.  Hopefully next week.

Wish me luck on all this flight nonsense.  I'll see y'all on the other side of the pond.
(Yes, I promise pictures)

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Teaser Tuesday : New Chapters!

All right guys, I'm not going to lie.  This is NOT the teaser I was going for but it's still a teaser.  (Smashwords decided to stop loading this afternoon, so that's a hint)

This is my last full night in the States for a time, which is a bit crazy and I'm trying not to think about it.  The night before leaving is always the worst, but once I pass through security I'm all excitement and travel-savvy.  There are also some SECRET BIG THINGS that might amount to nothing but could also be REALLY AWESOME.  But that's all I can say on that.

ANYWHO.

I've uploaded the first two chapters of the revised manuscript for Martyr.  They are HERE.  Wattpad kind of screwed up by automatically tweeting this without my permission but hey, that's technology--it gets the word out no matter what.

Tomorrow I hope to have the real Teaser going, so I suppose we'll have to opt for "Wicked Wednesdays" or "How Alex avoids the reality of leaving."

Something like that.

Monday, August 29, 2011

Song of the Day : Freelance Whales

I'm taking a brief moment from reading old love notes packing my room into boxes for garbage and Goodwill to share a bit of musical goodness.  This entire album is strong, strong, strong, and reminds me New England in the winter.  I couldn't pick between either of these songs, so you get both.  The first (Generator ^ First Floor) just makes me want to get in a pickup and find a shack somewhere for the winter.  The second (Broken Horse) contains the only lyrics I've ever seriously considered getting tattooed on my body.
You get to guess what they are. :)




What songs, no matter what, make you feel a little bit more like yourself?
Moreover, what songs make you happy to exist?

Saturday, August 27, 2011

Song of the Day : Hooverphonic, "Circles"

Sometimes songs just kind of hit you where you need it, and this is one of them.  Hooverphonic is pretty amazing anyway, but this one has definitely gone on repeat a few times.



(Also, I think this "Song of the Day" thing might happen more often.  Thoughts?)

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Teaser Tuesday : Taking Stock

I've been debating how to spin this Teaser for a few days now.  It's so simple to say "well, nothing's happened."  In the light of last Tuesday, what with the agent and the move and all this 'stuff' moving forward, everything else seems to pale in comparison.

But today reminded me once more that that simply isn't true.

My mom and I had one of our rare-yet-eagerly-anticipated days out today.  Went to an artsy town an hour away and wandered Main Street, window-shopping and tasting preserves.  Came back, popped popcorn, and watched a movie.

It's easy to say, "not much."

But that's a lie.  It was everything.

If there's anything I've learned in being on the move and saying goodbye too many times, it's this, and it's universal:

Life isn't made up of grand gestures and overwhelming transitions.  Life is everything that happens in between.

When you're caught up in achieving (or not achieving) or struggling or just 'getting through the day,' it's very easy to forget that.

So, take stock of where you are.  Embrace it.  And if you want, comment with some of those quiet moments that are easy to underplay, but mean the world.
Because life is happening right now, and it's all the most important thing you'll ever experience.

Sunday, August 21, 2011

The calm between storms

This is just a note to mention that I am still here.

I am on a bit of a creative hiatus.  Rather than write or be productive I've taken a much-needed mental break.  I'm watching movies.  I'm trying to catch up on sleep.  (failing)  I'm doing yoga and trying to undo all those hours in front of a computer.

I'm trying not to remember that my ms in the hands of two editors.

But mainly, I'm just existing and trying to take stock before I head out to Glasgow in ten days.
Ten.
Days.

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Teaser Tuesday : THE BIG REVEAL(S)

Let's just forego the intro, shall we?  Cuz this post is a doozy.

Today, I can officially announce that I am represented by Laurie McLean at Larsen-Pomada Literary Agents.
So let's talk about that for a moment.

They say that the relationship between an author and an agent is an important one.  It's special, because in addition to being business partners, you're in it for the long haul.
As a writer, your agent can be the one you turn to for advice, fires-under-your-ass, and a shoulder on which you bemoan your failings as a human being.  You should have an agent who is an ally, a friend.
Of course, you don't have to have that relationship; it can be strictly business.  There are many amazing agents who have one thought on their mind: selling your book for as much profit as possible.  It's just business.  But I wanted more than that.

When I first found Laurie's profile, I felt that little click.  I knew as I wrote my query letter that she was the one.  No joke.  I just hoped she saw that as well.

A few days later she wrote me back.  Said she loved the manuscript, but wasn't ready to offer representation.  Yet.  She offered to do something no agent does: she called me and talked over these revisions.  For an hour.  And with a 2 week deadline, I immediately got to work.  When I sent her the revision (which was basically a rewrite) I hoped for the best and expected the worst.  I had over a week to wait, a life to pack into my car, and a lot of loose ends to tie up.  So when she emailed me two days later, I thought, oh, shit, well, she didn't even get the chance to read the whole thing before realizing it sucked.


I'll admit, it wasn't how I thought I'd get an offer of representation.  I've been trying for years, and I always expected some champagne and a lot of tears.  Instead, it was 8 at night and I was repainting my room so I could leave the next morning.  Email title: "Wow."  The text: "Just finished the rewrite. I am in awe of your talent. You have created brilliance. And I would be honored to offer you representation. If you want a literary agent, I’m yours."  I read that email five times before I sent back a confirmation, saying she could call that night, because I needed something to get me through the next 24 hours of packing and goodbyes and driving.

I won't go into that phone call.  It's too much self-gratification for right now, but let's just say that in all my years of writing, in all the classes I've taken and crit groups I've been through, I've never, once, had someone speak so highly of my work.  Not only of the words on the page, but my progress through the revision/rewrite and my dedication to the craft.  I was stunned.

Not to mention her plan of attack.  I don't think I said this, but, she's already beginning to pitch this to editors. Apparently the revision was that good.



When I first moved to Massachusetts last November, my goal was to take big strides in my writing career.  I moved there a nobody.  I walked away as the once-assistant to two of the biggest names in my field, a new YA Rebel, and under the wing of an agent I respect and admire more than I could possibly say.  Finally, all that hard work is paying off.


Wait, YA Rebel?  SPEAKING OF!
There's the not-so-little matter of THIS.
So yeah, every Friday you get to watch me talk.  And clearly, that's something I lurve to do.
This is an AMAZING group of people that I'm already completely in love with.  Being a part of them is an honor.



As a recap: I HAVE AN AGENT.  I AM A YAREBEL.  I MADE IT SAFELY BACK TO IOWA.
Now, two weeks to sunbathe and relax before moving 'home' to Scotland.


Did I mention I have an agent?
!!!!!!!

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Teaser Tuesdays : YARebels Audition



So, remember how you always joke about me not showing my face?
Well, here's my Vlog audition for YARebels.  If I'm 'elected,' you get a weekly dose of ME.

So come on and vote already!


Also, my revisions are due tomorrow morning.  EEEP