Normally, I am not a hurdler. I am nowhere near a sprinter. But a few weeks ago, I finally reached a new plateau:
I received an offer for my western historical from Soulmate Press.
The acquiring editor requested a full after judging my first three chapters in the Pages of my Heart contest. (She was raised on a cattle ranch in South Dakota and loved my setting.) More importantly, she loved the characters and the story.
I just submitted the cover art information form (took two tries to make it succinct.)
I wrote a 68-word bio and a 111-word bio.
My first stab at a blurb missed the mark, so I am still on that.
Soon, the edits will arrive. (I'm excited to see her suggestions!)
I embarked on my publishing adventure after I read a western historical by a well-known author. The ending was awful, as if she'd crashed into a deadline. Or someone had deleted the second to the last chapter, so there was no connection between the black moment and the lovers' reunion two thousand miles away. I said, "I can do better than that!"
Fast forward eleven years. My story may not be as good as that famous author's, but it is better than the first two drafts.
And it's mine.