Whee! Last week was pretty big. My second book came out. If you haven't done a release yet, it's a little bit crazy and you start to feel like you're standing in an amphitheater designed to seat 20,000, and there are 100 people on the stage trying to get the attention of the audience.
The Great A to Z challenge starts up on Friday, and I've decided to throw in my hat. I'm frantically making videos, but it's looking like I'll be uploading during the challenge, but I'm committed to visiting five a day, so watch out for me. The challenge is enormous this year--I'm number 1535!
This Saturday I'm doing my first Signing at Mendocino Gallery Bookshop! So if you're in Mendocino, California at 6:30, I'll be signing books!
Writing update:
All I can say at this point is "I'm working on it." I wish that I could really get into it, but since everything I'm working on right now is stuff that no one else has read, it seems rude to bore everyone about it or get your hopes up, because having 20K words into a project means nothing. I could hit a stumbling block at 40k or on the last couple of chapters, or the whole thing could crash and burn because sometimes that happens with novels. They are, by their very nature, difficult to write. So, I hope everyone is satisified with I'm working on it. I'm working on the things people have asked for (Yes, Liz, that project, too), and I'm working on a couple SeKrYt Projects. We'll see which gets where first. (My guess is the secret project will get announced before the others, but the universe has a tendency to laugh at me!).
Sunday, March 27, 2016
Monday, March 21, 2016
OF Pens and Swords is Out Now!
W00t! My second book just came out today! I’m so excited! You
can check it out here or on Goodreads. I'm so excited!
OF PENS AND SWORDS:
Seventeen-year-old Cyra Berque wants two things in life: a
date with Rochan and a chance to fence at the Olympics.
But people with one hand don’t normally fence, and girls with big thighs don’t get the boy. Knowing that she wants to make the Olympics, Cyra’s coach sets her up with another coach, one who could take her all the way to the top, but the new coach costs more. Feeling her dreams slipping out of reach, Cyra agrees to tutor a ballerina with a rich father and a D minus in English. It’s triple the pay and triple the pain. The ballerina isn’t interested in passing classes―she wants Rochan, and she’s promised she’ll turn her D minus into a full-fledged F if Cyra doesn’t help her win the heart of Rochan.
But people with one hand don’t normally fence, and girls with big thighs don’t get the boy. Knowing that she wants to make the Olympics, Cyra’s coach sets her up with another coach, one who could take her all the way to the top, but the new coach costs more. Feeling her dreams slipping out of reach, Cyra agrees to tutor a ballerina with a rich father and a D minus in English. It’s triple the pay and triple the pain. The ballerina isn’t interested in passing classes―she wants Rochan, and she’s promised she’ll turn her D minus into a full-fledged F if Cyra doesn’t help her win the heart of Rochan.
Tuesday, March 8, 2016
A Cover is like a Portrait
And my next novel has a cover!
That's right, my next novel, Of Pens and Swords has a cover!
That's right, my next novel, Of Pens and Swords has a cover!
I LOVE my cover. I love that it's different from the cover of my first book because they are very different novels!
Here's the blurb for Of Pens and Swords:
Seventeen-year-old Cyra Berque wants two things in life: a
date with Rochan and a chance to show the world a one-handed girl can fence in
the Olympics. When Cyra’s coach tells her he’s taught her everything he can, he
sets her up with another coach, one who could take her all the way to the top,
but the new coach costs more. Feeling her dreams slipping out of reach, Cyra
agrees to tutor a ballerina with a rich father and a D minus in English. He’ll
pay Cyra three times her usual tutor rate if she can get his precious daughter
to a passing grade. The ballerina only has eyes for Rochan, and she’s promised
Cyra to turn her D into a full fledged F if Cyra doesn’t help her win the heart
of Rochan.
You can add Of Pens and Swords on Goodreads!
Tuesday, March 1, 2016
Insecure Writer's Support Group, An Open Ear

Yes, I am insecure, but I'm going to do something wild: I'm going to take a deep breath and move on. I'm in a place right this second where I can do that. I don't expect this place to last for too long, so I'm going to enjoy it while I can.
Writing is hard. It's hard on the soul. It's hard on the family, and it's hard on the personal life. Publishing is like being on a roller coaster, except you're the car and there are no tracks, but you're desperately trying to get all the passengers back to the station safe and sound while dropping them from twenty stories, and doing loopty-loops.
So, instead of venting my frustrations with writing and the world in general, I'm going to take a pass. But my passing today doesn't mean others don't need something, and right now, I don't need to vent. Maybe you do. Today, I'm offering a spot, a limited time spot, to vent your insecurities and frustrations. I know we are all encouraged to be happy go lucky when it comes to queries, submissions and publishing, but sometimes it isn't all roses. If you want to share your woes and have them acknowledged, today is the day. Leave your comments, and I'll respond to everything, because sometimes it's nice to know that someone out in the world heard you. I hear you.
Good luck out there, and keep on keeping on, whether that's writing, publishing, life, or other forms of chasing dreams.
Sunday, February 28, 2016
Blue in the MEMEs
Ah, February is practically gone and we're all the way up to March! MARCH! Can you believe it? And somewhat more frightening is the fact that parts of the US are snowed under (I'll politely not mention which part of the US I'm in right now, but I can say I don't currently own a snow shovel, though it did snow in July in my state this year). No matter how your weather is, everyone could use a little uptick in the smiles and grins department, and that's why I decided to join the Winter Blues Fighting MEME Blog Hop, co hosted by Christine Rains, C. Lee McKenzie, and Tara Tyler!
If you're looking for a quick chuckle, then I recommend playing the Meme game. You type in your first name followed by the word meme and click on images. But a quick warning: if you have the same first name as a famous person, especially a model, the memes can be pretty crass, so be wary as you navigate the depths of memes (many are NSFW!).
I'll go first:
This is a blog hop, so feel free to jump on in and help chase away the blues!
If you're looking for a quick chuckle, then I recommend playing the Meme game. You type in your first name followed by the word meme and click on images. But a quick warning: if you have the same first name as a famous person, especially a model, the memes can be pretty crass, so be wary as you navigate the depths of memes (many are NSFW!).
I'll go first:
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I studied a lot, but this is entirely untrue. |
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Oh, Gene, it's a secret! |
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Yes. Thank you. Now take me to Olivander's. |
This is a blog hop, so feel free to jump on in and help chase away the blues!
Sunday, February 21, 2016
Comparisons
So I’m sure everyone’s heard about how we shouldn’t compare
ourselves to others. We always seem to be looking over the other the fence and
thinking things aren’t going the way we’d hoped or planned. It’s a hard place
to be to think we aren’t as smart/pretty/successful/strong/financially
stable/whatever the new thing is today. It’s easy to compare ourselves to
others, but it’s also toxic.
I can’t tell you how many times I’ve gone to the Amazon
pages of my fellow writers to see how my book is comparing to them. I’ve wasted
a ton of time reading other people’s success stories for how quickly they found
their agent and sold their perfect book and how everything was roses and then
lamenting how my path had gone up until that point. But even an old bat can
learn new tricks, and I’m starting to understand.
With agents and publishing, there are so many reasons things
don’t work out. A really big one is that sometimes the book isn’t ready, but
even more commonly, it’s just that the book isn’t super special to an agent or
editor. I can’t tell you guys how many times I’ve been reading through the
entries on a pitch contest and absolutely fallen in love with an entry—to the
point of “I would buy this based on this description alone”—and those entries get
no requests.
Does it suck?
Oh yeah, it sucks.
Is it fair?
Ah, now that is an interesting and complicated question. Is
it fair? In a heartbeat, no. But you know what else isn’t fair? I have friends
who have written books and their writing is a million times better than mine.
They write lyrical works of art, carefully constructing story arc and pacing. I
write explosions and car chases, magic and wizards, and dragons(except for my
contemporary stuff). Is it fair that I got a publishing contract for my car
chases and dragons when those beautiful books that will make you cry make the
rounds in the slush piles to no avail? Is it fair to be rejected because an
agent had a bad day and your book reminded her of why she was having a bad day?
It isn’t fair. If books sold by some metric that measured “how good a book is”
who’s would we use anyway?
I know people who hate Twilight. I know people who didn’t
commit suicide because they read Twilight and wanted to know how the next book
went. Is it fair?
Life isn’t fair. But, I offer this other bit of terrifying
observation on the fairness of life: If life really were fair, then you would
have deserved all of the bad things that have ever happened to you.
So smile! Life isn’t fair. Maybe you don’t deserve your
success, maybe you do. Who are any of us to judge? Life really isn’t fair, so
try to enjoy the path your feet are on.
Sunday, February 14, 2016
Valentines Day, a retrospective
I'm not gonna lie, V Day and I have spent many years not being on good terms. There was the singles awareness, the rough times in relationships, the missed day altogether, the exams from the pits of hell themselves. In short it never quite lived up to the hype.
When I was a teenager, it was sort of like the Ground Hog's day for Single people. The single person comes out of their cave, and if they see discounted chocolates, they'll stay single for the rest of the year.
Then, later on it became more of a "I know you love me, please don't buy the super overpriced flowers that will be 1/4 the price tomorrow."
There have been expensive dinners, "get aways" (hint, even when you get away, you're still you!), and then we stumbled across the one thing that really has been fun for a couple to do: The same things you would normally do. So one year, we went to an arcade.
Yup, most romantic Valentines Day ever.
The next year, we gamed with friends.
This year we gamed with friends, so we are definitely on a roll here.
My point is this: for many people, Valentine's Day will never live up to the hype because not all of us have the resources to rent the 5k a night cabin in the woods where the snow will be perfectly fresh, and have the box of chocolates delivered to the room with fifty red roses. More importantly, how would you really feel in that situation? Would you feel comfortable spending the same amount of money needed to get into a small car on a single weekend? Would you really feel more loved?
I don't, and I know a lot of people are put off by that sort of thing.
But the problem is the perception of this holiday continues to exist. We feel pressured to put on the big romantic show, and people are going to ask us what we did. Many will think we're crazy for gathering to roll dice and pretend to thwart an army because it's not romantic (to which I say, have you ever seen an elf shoot an arrow?), but in my old age, I've decided that fighting the crowds on V Day for an overpriced meal is no fun at all. So no going out for us. No flowers (who wants dead flowers anyways?), and if we weren't hanging with our friends, we'd be pouring money into an air hockey table.
So, if you're feeling extra lonely this V Day, you are not alone in avoiding this terrible holiday! Even the people madly in love with this holiday think it's a bit whacked.
And you know what, if you are single, I have a helluva a date for you, last minute and everything: my book is free right now. And since I can't discriminate between singles and people with SOs, here's another link. (the second link also goes to my book, see what I did there?).
In all seriousness, if you're feeling even more alone than usual, please remember that this is one day out of the whole year, and one great big perk to not having an SO is that you get to pick exactly how you will spend your day.
When I was a teenager, it was sort of like the Ground Hog's day for Single people. The single person comes out of their cave, and if they see discounted chocolates, they'll stay single for the rest of the year.
Then, later on it became more of a "I know you love me, please don't buy the super overpriced flowers that will be 1/4 the price tomorrow."
There have been expensive dinners, "get aways" (hint, even when you get away, you're still you!), and then we stumbled across the one thing that really has been fun for a couple to do: The same things you would normally do. So one year, we went to an arcade.
Yup, most romantic Valentines Day ever.
The next year, we gamed with friends.
This year we gamed with friends, so we are definitely on a roll here.
My point is this: for many people, Valentine's Day will never live up to the hype because not all of us have the resources to rent the 5k a night cabin in the woods where the snow will be perfectly fresh, and have the box of chocolates delivered to the room with fifty red roses. More importantly, how would you really feel in that situation? Would you feel comfortable spending the same amount of money needed to get into a small car on a single weekend? Would you really feel more loved?
I don't, and I know a lot of people are put off by that sort of thing.
But the problem is the perception of this holiday continues to exist. We feel pressured to put on the big romantic show, and people are going to ask us what we did. Many will think we're crazy for gathering to roll dice and pretend to thwart an army because it's not romantic (to which I say, have you ever seen an elf shoot an arrow?), but in my old age, I've decided that fighting the crowds on V Day for an overpriced meal is no fun at all. So no going out for us. No flowers (who wants dead flowers anyways?), and if we weren't hanging with our friends, we'd be pouring money into an air hockey table.
So, if you're feeling extra lonely this V Day, you are not alone in avoiding this terrible holiday! Even the people madly in love with this holiday think it's a bit whacked.
And you know what, if you are single, I have a helluva a date for you, last minute and everything: my book is free right now. And since I can't discriminate between singles and people with SOs, here's another link. (the second link also goes to my book, see what I did there?).
In all seriousness, if you're feeling even more alone than usual, please remember that this is one day out of the whole year, and one great big perk to not having an SO is that you get to pick exactly how you will spend your day.
Wednesday, February 10, 2016
New computer, or Reset all your passwords
Yeah, so, my computer decided that it was going to take a nose dive. It was dropping data, randomly turning off, constantly eating the days work, and doing it in such a way that I thought I was going insane. Afterall, I haven't been sleeping well, I'm under a wild amount of stress, and let's just say, things have been hard on me.
And then work started disappearing from my WIP.
A few pages here. A few paragraphs there. Nothing really obvious, but always the "I thought I wrote something more here."
Well, it was my hard drive, and before it went one hundred percent to the dark side of the force, I bought a new computer. All of this to say, if I haven't responded in the last few days, it's not cause I hate you or I forgot you, but that I'm in the slow process of resetting all the passwords to everything because I can never remember them anymore. The joys of having fifteen different passwords for home and 12 (12!!!) for work.
Right, well, back to installations for me!
And then work started disappearing from my WIP.
A few pages here. A few paragraphs there. Nothing really obvious, but always the "I thought I wrote something more here."
Well, it was my hard drive, and before it went one hundred percent to the dark side of the force, I bought a new computer. All of this to say, if I haven't responded in the last few days, it's not cause I hate you or I forgot you, but that I'm in the slow process of resetting all the passwords to everything because I can never remember them anymore. The joys of having fifteen different passwords for home and 12 (12!!!) for work.
Right, well, back to installations for me!
Sunday, February 7, 2016
When you check and your name isn't on the list
Right, so there you are. You entered a contest, and now, the
world has moved on and you didn’t get to the coveted agent round.
I feel for you.
I feel for you because I’ve been in your shoes. And what
makes it harder is that sometimes those people go on to getting agents, and you
feel like that could have been you.
It’s hard to be objective at this moment in life because you
just received a blow. When you get cut from something, it feels like you were
attacked. It feels like someone took your dream out of your heart and used it
to park a tractor on. When I was rejected, I’d always feel like the world had
just spit me out and keep on going.
I felt worthless.
I felt like a crappy writer regardless of what anyone else
said.
I hated feeling so disregarded, because I felt like I was
ready. I was ready for the big leagues. This is what I’d tell myself. I’d watch
those contests trying to feel supportive of my friends and CPs, but in truth, I
often had a sick green monster on my shoulder.
I know there is nothing I can tell you that will make it
better, but I’m a writer and by default, I believe the impossible is merely
difficult.
Publishing, the business side of writing, makes no logical
sense. It just doesn’t. So when you get a rejection and you can’t figure out
why a manuscript you feel is inferior gets the big agent and a contract in
three days, it’s not what you think. Sometimes people win the lottery, but you
don’t see them doubting their self worth when they don’t win the jackpot.
But with writing we do. It’s bizarre, but it’s part of writing.
And maybe, just maybe, there is something that could be made more perfect about
your manuscript. Or maybe your writing is Ah-May-Zing, but your story is a
portal with a pretty typical other world. No matter how much I love those, no
one is buying them in publishing, and that trickles down the castle walls.
Chin up. Write more. One thing about publishing: when you do
get your break, the first thing they are going to ask you is “What else do you
have?” Be sure you have something else, so get back to writing, even if your
heart is feeling a bit broken.
Wednesday, February 3, 2016
Insecure, but keeping our heads up

This month, I think it might be good to acknowledge that the writing journey is hard. I know, duh, Rena, we get that it's hard. There's a whole support group for it!
But it's true it can be hard.
And it can be amazing. This might be one of the hardest professions to try to be part of--the internship is a bit rough--but it's amazing. We writers create amazing things. We take people and we transport them to other worlds, other lives--we create within the people who read our works a sense of connectedness with the world around them.
I mean, wow. Step back for a minute and take that in. If you're writing, if you've written, you've already accomplished so much.
Yeah, the business is hard. Didn't get a request. Didn't hear back. Beta readers weren't kind to you. Reviews were terrible (like for real, yo, what is the deal with some reviewers?). But they aren't writing. Those things are a side effect of writing. They are the Con trail after your plane of awesome flies by. The bad parts of writing are the blisters and bruises you get when you play soccer (or football if you're from any country besides the US).
But even with the bad bits, the bits that make us wring our hands and worry and fret, Writing is amazing. We've all seen this meme, but it's true for everything, not just ballet. Writing is hard, but it is amazing.
Get back out there and write people.
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