I will admit that I never dreamed this new “column,” would take off like it has. In all honesty, I thought I would write about writing (which does sound sort of redundant, but if you are a writer then you know what I mean). Sure, there are quirks and weirdnesses to writing, just like everything else. I wanted to share some of thoughts and insights–you know, give you a peak into my writing life.
Well, let’s just say it’s happening. I have found that my small world is growing bigger by the day.
Yesterday, for example, an agent from New York called. At home. In my “lower level” office (yeah…it’s a finished basement). She’s probably sprawled out in some fancy high-rise office with a view of Central Park and perfectly manicured fingernails (mine, on the other hand, are so not manicured–not with all of this typing I do)! She was supportive and encouraging. She offered to help, but didn’t sign me as a client because I “don’t need an agent.” She believes I know more about CAS than she would ever know. But, she will look at my novel-in-progress. Oh, my!!
Last evening, I met Jodi Picoult at the Tivoli in Downer’s Grove. She was fantastic! I heard her read from, “Sing You Home,” a book that highlights struggles with infertility, gay rights, and music therapy. Not necessarily in that order. She was a good speaker, down-to-earth, quick-witted, and an overall joy. She seemed to glow (and it wasn’t just her sequined top)as I plopped my newly purchased copy of her book down for an autograph. She truly loves what she does.
Today, I got word that I will be receiving a contract in the mail. A publishing contract!!! Now, I have received a lot of fun things in the mail, but I believe this is a first!
The publisher would like to feature my book in the fall line-up!! OMG–me?! Really?! It’s been a long time coming, I suppose. After all, I have worked on this “baby,” (figuritively and literally) for quite some time now….I guess it’s time.
And “Baby Kate,” you have been the inspiration and motivation from day #1. Am I glad you had/have Childhood Apraxia of Speech? Not exactly, but baby, it’s because of you I did all I could to understand it and help you. Ironic, in some ways that you were the catalyst who released of my dreams of being a writer…”someday” is finally here.