Thank you

Thank You and I Don't Have a Title

"Time is what prevents everything from happening at once."
-John Archibald Wheeler

Time is a funny thing. Sometimes it feels like it's racing by and all of a sudden minutes, and days, and months have passed in the blink of an eye. Sometimes, it crawls so slowly that you are sure that a snail could travel a mile before that terrible work meeting you're in will end. And sometimes, the days seem to pass slowly, you are fully aware of every hour and what you are getting accomplished (or not accomplished), yet, all a sudden, six weeks have gone by and you have no idea how it happened. For me, it's that third one.

Every Beat was published six weeks ago today and I feel like it's been forever and like it was just yesterday. It has been a crazy six weeks, and I've loved almost every moment. I have sold over 2,100 books and it is amazing to think that there are 2,100 people out there who have met, are meeting, or will meet Sadie, Gavin, and Jamie. I am thankful for each and every person who has taken a chance on a complete unknown and decided to one-click. Thank you to the bloggers who have helped to promote and review my book so far (Exclusive excerpt and Author Q&A over at Shayna Renee's Spicy Reads http://wp.me/p3OnYR-2Na and 4.5 Star review at Red Cheek Reads http://bit.ly/1CUT3En). Thank you to each person who has added the book on Goodreads, and thank you especially to each person who has taken the time to review the book. It is extremely helpful for authors (and readers) to hear opinions to make informed decisions on how to spend their hard earned money. So thank you for your time and your words. Not every review is a positive one and that is completely okay! I know my book is not for everyone. While I don't always love when negative reviews seem like they are attacking, I do appreciate their opinions. Even with my closest reading buddies, we have differing thoughts on books sometimes, and that's just the way it works. But thank you to those of you who shared positive and kind words, and thank you to those of you who left constructive criticism that will help me grow and make the next book even better.

Speaking of the next book, I'm probably a little more than halfway done with it right now. It is exciting and crazy scary at the same time. With Every Beat, I knew the big plot ideas and how I wanted the story to end (for those of you that have read it, the tent scene and the final scene drove me). With this one, let's just call it I Don't Have a Title, things are unfolding as I go and I'm not quite sure where we are going to end up. It is terrifying and thrilling letting the characters talk and just sort of see what happens. I tried to outline the rest of the story the other night, and I had some ideas, but the characters are not being as helpful as I would like. I keep changing my mind, people's names have changed, their relationships, their jobs. I'm still trying to decide what makes for the best story...and the most drama. (We have to make Joey Potter and Brooke Davis proud.) My main character is being super stubborn and is proving to be her own worst enemy. I've made a complete mess of things which is fabulous, but now that I'm trying to get out of them out of the mess...it seems like I've dug a pretty deep hole. I guess only time will tell.

 

 

 

 

 

As a special treat, I'll include a small teaser from I Don't Have a Title. Keep in mind, this is pre-re-reads, pre-edits, pre-everything, so don't judge too harshly! *Warning: language and mature themes*

“Do you want to make love to me?” he growled. I titled my head and observed him for a moment. His expression gave nothing away. “You hardly seem like someone who makes love,” I replied. “You’re right. I don’t. I fuck. Hard.” I arched off the wall and my breasts brushed against his chest sending tremors through my body. “That’s what I’m offering. No strings. Just a fun night.” “Sweetheart, you aren’t capable of offering me that.” My eyes narrowed at him. They had adjusted to the minimal light but saw no humor in his expression. In fact, he was a blank slate and I didn’t like that I couldn’t tell what he was thinking. “You don’t even know me,” I said, throwing his words back at him. “I know enough. You are confident enough to use a fake trip to gain my attention. You’re a little arrogant in thinking that games could actually fool me. And you are sexy as hell, and I’d like nothing more than to peel you out of this dress and fuck you against this wall with your legs around me, screaming my name.”

The Aftermath

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"Joy is the feeling of grinning on the inside."
-Dr. Melba Colgrove

A little over two weeks ago, I pushed "publish" on Every Beat and there was no turning back, even if I wanted to. It has been a whirlwind of mostly positive feelings and excitement and shock since then. The support from my family and friends has been overwhelming. The support from my husband has been overwhelming. The support from strangers I don't even know has been overwhelming. And fantastically amazing.

I have been obsessively checking my sales on Amazon for the past two weeks simply because every time the number goes up, I am a little in shock. People I DON'T KNOW are buying my book?? Oh my God. Complete strangers all over the country, in different countries, are buying my book?? That's crazy and insane and unbelievable and fantastic. They are hopefully falling in love, choosing sides, gasping, crying, biting their nails, and hopefully, hopefully, smiling. I so desperately want to talk about this story but it is so hard to mention anything without giving something away, so that's all I can say. But PM me on Facebook and I'll talk your ear off ;-).

There are almost 40,000 Kindle books on Amazon. That is more than one can read in an entire lifetime and I am so grateful and humbled and absolutely thrilled that almost 500 people have decided that my little book is one they would like to jump into for a time. That is crazy! I've watched my book become the number one item that shows up when you search for "Every Beat" instead of fifth. I've watched my ranking on Amazon drop until I was in the top 3,000 books on Amazon. 3,000 out of 40,000?? In two weeks?? I am stunned and amazed and thankful.

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So, if you are reading this and have read Every Beat, thank you for taking a chance on me. If you are reading this and haven't read it, what are you waiting for?

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I'm a Published Author...What?!

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"The unread story is not a story; it is little black marks on wood pulp. The reader, reading it, makes it live: a live thing, a story."
-Ursula K. Le Guin
Oh my God, guys, what just happened?!? About eight months after completing the book, and after months and months of edits, I finally figured out which buttons to push to format the manuscript correctly and I clicked "PUBLISH." It said it would take up to 12 hours...but less than 2 hours later I got a text:

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I never thought it would happen so quickly, and I never expected to feel like I do. I've been talking about publishing for months. Even when I was writing, I knew that was the end goal. What I didn't expect was this feeling, this feeling of falling and flying at the same time.

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The only thing I can compare it to is when you are standing in the wings about to enter the stage for a performance. You are a jumble of jitters: excited, nervous, ecstatic, and scared all at the same time. That's how I feel. I can't believe I have a giant piece of myself out there for the world to enjoy, out there for the world to judge. It is terrifying. But the best kind of terrifying. I mean, what if they hate it? What if they rip it to shreds? What if they say it's the worst thing they've ever read? I would like to say I've prepared myself for it. I know everyone won't love it. And I'd like to think that I'm okay with that. But even so, you still kind of hope that it doesn't happen.

I am thankful that I was able to get out of the house today and couldn't sit by my computer refreshing the page to look and see if people had bought my book every ten seconds. I think I would have gone mad. Every Facebook post or new Twitter follower I've had today has made me want to jump for joy and has kept this ridiculous smile on my face for the last twelve hours.

I know I probably should have expected it, but the outpouring of love and support I have received from friends and co-workers today has blown my mind. If I didn't already think I had the world's greatest friends, then I definitely do now. I could never have guessed that they would have jumped at the opportunity to tell me "congratulations" or to say "I bought your book." It is so overwhelming and I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart. You are amazing.

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I could go on and on forever thanking those of you who have showed faith in me today, so I'll leave you with one last thought.

I remember writing stories in elementary school...none of which got very far because what eight-year-old has enough discipline to write a book, but I remember them vividly. In high school, I entertained my friends with a teen drama based on us full of all the teen angst you could hope for. When I joined Facebook nine years ago, I wrote that it was a dream to publish a novel one day, never really thinking that it could actually happen.

But today it did. Today I was able to achieve something I have wanted to do for practically my entire life. And it is amazing.

It feels like I'm falling and flying all at the same time.

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