I will never deny that finaling in the Golden Heart® and two other contests has been awesome. Never. However, it has added an unexpected level of stress and distraction to my life this past week. The email from all of my new loops could be a full-time job in itself. And now I’m freaking out
Wow! I’m a finalist in the Romance Writers of America®’s Golden Heart® contest, the most prestigious contest for unpubbed romance writers out there. Entering is like playing the lottery. You send off your entry and a nice fee, hoping against hope that your work will be chosen, but figuring it most likely won’t. Then on
NaNoWriMo? Conquered. My Golden Heart entry? Submitted. Blind Fury? Oh, well, mostly finished. I actually left the wrap-up scenes off the back end for my GH entry, just to get it out the door on time. But that’s what December is for. November was stressful, especially with Thanksgiving thrown in there (who’s brilliant idea was
First of all, congratulations to all the RITA and Golden Heart finalists, especially my chapter mate and all-around awesome lady, Jennifer Echols! This is like the Oscars for published and unpublished authors of RWA. I’m excited to attend the awards ceremony at Nationals in July. My writing chapter had more good news this week. A
My baby, Counting on You, is finally on its way to Texas to be judged against everyone else’s baby in the most prestigious pageant for unpublished romance authors, The Golden Heart. (Insert huge sigh of relief here.) Frankly, my chances of making it to the finals are slim. Almost 1000 writers entered last year, and