Welcome to March Madness! A time for basketball and and green beer and warmer weather…and a bunch of rockin’ cool authors doing a fantabulous blog hop!!! AND PRIZES!!!!
Each day during the hop March 5th to the 31st, I will pick the funniest comment left on my blog and put your name in a hat. (I’m serious) At the end of the month I will give away 5 copies of HOW HARD CAN IT BE? and 4 $20.00 Amazon gift cards!!! You can reply daily and end up stuffed in a hat more than once. I will draw the winner in my underpants. (it’s my favorite way to write…) Good luck and enjoy the hop!!! Don’t forget to check out the raffle copter giveaway at the bottom…MORE PRIZES!!!!
I wouldn’t recommend it, although it worked for me. It certainly could have blown up in my face, but wether it was sheer will and determination or dumb luck, I’ll never know. Here’s how it went…
I pitched a very unfinished novel (as if it were done) to major NY publishers and agents at the Romantic Times writers conference in Chicago last April. I was shocked, delighted and appalled that everyone I pitched to asked for a full manuscript of HOW HARD CAN IT BE? After a brief and hopefully unnoticeable panic attack, I very logically explained to them that I needed to get the book professionally edited (real meaning–write it) and would have it to them in three weeks. What the hell did I have to lose? My sanity had been gone for years.
Having been an actor for umpteen decades came in handy. Clearly, pretending to smell delicious imaginary aromas in commercial auditions and becoming one with my inner lawn gnome in acting class, made my fear of telling ginormous lies nonexistent.
The next part of the story goes like this…I went home and wrote it. I didn’t sleep for three weeks, my family ate a lot of peanut butter and jelly and no one in the house had any clean underpants. I loved every minute of it. I ended up with several offers and went with a two book deal with Kensington Publishing.
That’s my crazy story, but the real answer to getting published is to write. Just write. Everyday. Every writer I’ve had the good fortune to know says the same thing. Oh, and read…tons.