The book that inspired…
Oh let’s jump on the Way Back Machine with Sherman and Peabody.
My career started pre-internet, so I don’t think I’m that off track.
I was a licensed Cosmetologist for 13 years. Writing was out of left field for me. I’d never written a word unless forced. I was the mother of a 3 year-old and a newborn and I‘d organized myself into complete boredom when I’d picked up my first romance novel. I read hundreds but with one novel, I was on page five or six and kept asking myself, ‘when is the description of a show boat going to end and the story going to start?’ That I even asked that question generated more and I believed I could do better. Ha.
I still consider it arrogant of me to believe I could pick up a pen and be good enough to be published. But then, I never considered being published at all. That’s not why I write. At that time in my life, my idea of a writer was scratching out on parchment by candle light in some cold dark apartment. money was never a factor. I just wanted to learn and studied extensively any how-to book I could find. We were living in Okinawa Japan then and I wrote for any magazine, newspaper and TV guide who’d accept my work. A few of those sales paid for the manuscript shipping cost to the US.
It took me three years to write that first book. It was rejected six times and rightly so. It was so loaded with everything I loved about romance novels and vastly over written. But it taught me how to write. Believe it or not, a couple rejections were encouraging. I was already onto the next story, and wrote My Timeswept Heart, a historical time travel about a Sgt Maj.’s daughter who travels back in time to end up with the Continental Marines of the Frigate Navy. I should add that my fellow writers in the Okinawa Writers Guild thought I should forget a time travel and write a straight historical romance. They insisted that a publisher would not buy a paranormal book from an unpublished writer.
Needless to say, I didn’t listen to that piece of advice.