Okay… yesterday… I got an email from my editor over at Samhain about Nice Girls Do.
BUT – she said in her email she was going to “beat me up” on edits. LOL I’m totally okay with that, only because I know the version I sent her was very raw. I’m almost embarassed to admit that. It was practically a first draft.
That makes… FOUR books I’ve now sold.
And so why can I not write these days? I don’t know. Still in that year-end funk I guess. The holidays depress me and I don’t know why. It’s been like this for the last few years. Maybe because I’ve never been truly happy in my adult life.
Anyway… I went to lunch with Best Good Friend yesterday (and she related her waxing debacle to me – you can read about that here). I had this gift card for Chili’s so we went and stuffed ourselves – I had the chicken tacos and they were DELISH. So on the way back to the office, characters suddenly started speaking in my head. And they were naughty. Very naughty. I spewed forth about three pages later that day and the working title is Rules of Play. I’d like to have a manuscript ready for Kensington’s Aphrodisia line, but I don’t know if the story is 70,000 words worth or even if I can write it hot enough. I just don’t know.
And so I decided as I mulled this over that I’m having growing pains as a writer. I don’t exactly know what genre I’m best suited for. I’m struggling with the fantasy romance – and my ultimate dream is to write fantasy. However, I seem to be an okay romantica writer. I won’t call myself an erotica writer because I just don’tÂ write that “hot”, if that makes sense. Historical involves so much research and I’m too impatient for that. I want to get right to the story. Time travel – well, that sort of falls into the realm of historical, doesn’t it? Especially if the characters are going back in time. Ransom & Fortune was so easy for me to write and I wonder why that was? Because I was writing every night? Because I was on deadline? Maybe. Quite possibly.
So… last night I washed my face, waxed my eyebrows and drank a glass of wine as I pondered all of this. And I’m still wondering… where do I fit on the bookshelf? Either ebook or brick & mortar?
(And why is it my damn mouse never works right after my child has played on the computer?)
Ah well. I just need more time to think about it. And maybe I’ll just keep on dabbling with Rules of Play. Never know what that could bring, right?