Up early writing and I’m loving this free time, this morning time, when it’s just me, my thoughts, and my laptop. Feels so wonderful to be working on something other than Have a Little Piece of Me. I’ll be blogging on the editing process with my editor and the publishing process with my publisher. (Can’t believe I have an editor and a publisher! Yay! :-)) I’m quickly learning this is really the beginning. I always thought you finish the memoir, publish the memoir, and your baby is out in the world. Luckily, that is not the case. My “meme” needs some serious work, but I’m looking forward to digging deep with my editor and making Have a Little Piece of me the best it can be. It feels so
Still reeling from the wonderful news I received Tuesday, December 10th, 2013 at 3:45 p.m. For obvious reasons, I want to remember that date and time for the rest of my life. I will never get another call from a publisher asking if I will accept their offer to publish my first book. Hopefully, there will be calls for a second, third, fourth, fifth, and sixtieth book, but there will never be another first. This week I have experienced overwhelming gratitude, disbelief, and that ever present doubt, but that is not what is on my heart right now. My heart is not on that phone call and it is not on the moment my new publisher spoke those beautiful words. My heart is on Sanaa, my baby girl.
