Working, Working

I feel pretty happy these days about my direction and what I want to do.

For now, I’m going to try a “two pronged approach” in writing and publishing. I’ll be trying my hand at both traditional publishing and self-publishing. I have already self published a few times using blurb. It has been a positive experience. I have also self-published on Lulu. It has also been a good experience.

For the most part, I have self published these books because I want them.

As I’m getting more serious about being a published author, I have decided that I want to go the traditional route, too. I have been submitting, and I’ve been being rejected. I guess that means I’m on the right path.

The good thing about rejection is that you can learn from it. I’ve been learning about how to tweak my writing and about my approach in general. I’ve decided that, for now (this is always subject to change), I’ll be self-publishing books that I write and illustrate. I like making picture books for my children, and I want them to have the books now.

I also want to submit work to publishers. The work I submit will be for older audiences (middle grade…ya…maybe adult. It just depends on which project I finish first. 🙂

So…It’s nice to have some direction, and here is a sneak peak of an illustration for my next book. Fun!

Cute!
Cute!
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Back in the Saddle

Okay. It’s been a while. I’ve got all sorts of excuses.

1) Teaching BYU-Idaho. That really used up a ton of my time recently.
2) Homeschooling—I had to get everything ready. We are now homeschooling. I know it is the right thing to do, but I still sometimes wonder if I’m crazy.
3) My hands were covered in a horrible eczema rash then allergic reaction, and I could not even type. It was horrible and disgusting, and I’m now going through my second two week round of Prednisone. My hands are working again. I can play the piano, crochet, type, play guitar, cook, and well, do everything again. It is really, really nice. I’m grateful for my hands.

Plenty of Rejections…

Even though I haven’t been actively keeping up this blog in the past two months, and even though I haven’t been writing as much as I should, and as I promise to do, things have been going…I’ve gotten five more rejections. I’m deciding to be happy about that.

Actually, three of the rejections have taught me something really important.

…and why that’s not a bad thing.

These rejections have been teaching me something really important. They are helping me to clue in to who I am and what I want.

I entered two contests, and they were with fiction/writing periodicals. I wrote a memoir for one, which was a very therapeutic thing to do, so that’s good…right? I also wrote a piece of fiction (from the point of view of a child) for the other. I really love that piece. I’m pretty sure that others would, too. This rejection reminded me that I need to find the right venue for it. Audience matters… you know?!

I’m pretty sure that I want to focus on children’s literature right now. I’m not sure that’s all I want to do, and I’m not necessarily saying that I want to get in on the YA action. It’s just that I have kids. I want them to have good books to read.

I was inspired and moved by books when I was younger.

This is the kind of fiction I’ve been writing lately, and then I’m wondering why I’m facing rejection when I’m submitting to periodicals that publish things a little bit more…mature. Duh!

…Sooooooo

So…I’m back in the saddle. School has started up. I’m forcing myself to take time for myself. And I’m trying to be more honest. Instead of looking for acceptance from an academic MFA type of publication, I’m going to focus on Children’s lit. It’s a no-brainer, I know…but for me it took a bit of a beat down (rejection-wise) to figure that one out.