An author pal and I recently emailed about writing. I think I’d mentioned that I was stuck in my editing cave, swearing and cursing about content edits, and having mini hissy fits. Anyway, she emailed back that she was confused. What was the title of the manuscript? She was confused!? She was confused!? See, I said it two times, which means it’s really important. Ha ha.
Last year was a whirlwind of publishing for me, and seriously, I don’t think I can ever do four books in one year again. By November my brain had turned to oatmeal. I shut down all social media and hid in Australia for three weeks. After about eight months I had felt physically ill. I was way past mentally ill. In fact I saw the guys coming in the green van and carrying the white straight jacket, but I managed to slink to the floor and hide beneath the computer table. They finally quit ringing the doorbell and went away. That was a close call. But it was also a wake-up call. This year I’m only submitting two manuscripts. No guarantee the small press will contract any books, but at least I’ll try with two.
Fresh out of the oven is Gone Tropical (romantic suspense/adventure set in Australia) and I loved writing this story. The setting is the Daintree rainforest in Queensland’s far north, rugged country, excellent for some hijinks involving the city girl, her gruff PI protector, and the fun-loving Aussie Federal Agent.
On the grill is Corsica Gate (a contemporary romance with a thread of magical realism and set in San Diego’s Little Italy with a side trip to Europe.) It has passed the partial submission round, content edits have been returned, but there is no contract yet. Fingers crossed, as this is a new line, and a new editor. I hope she will see some promise and want to work with me on perfecting the story.
The microwave just beeped, so I sent Ring Me Later (a romantic suspense with a stalker and a London twist) out to beta readers. There is one reader to go. Then I’ll revise it, and ask my critique partner to do a final check, and then I’ll submit it to the house to the suspense line. I’ll also have to submit to a new editor as my former one has retired.
On the back burner is Black and White, (a contemporary romance with a decades-old mystery thread set in NYC and the English countryside) it’s in the discovery stage, which means snippets of conversation, a rough outline, a blurb, and bits of location research are added to the pot daily. This one may merit a research vacation. Ooh, wouldn’t that be luverly?
Chillin’ in the fridge is a three book series (hard-boiled, crunchy PI, Noir type intrigue/mystery) and I adore the hero, and his name, and want to start on this so badly, but first things first. I had to put this guy in the icebox for a while, he’s so damn hot.
So, while there’s a lot going on here, and it seems like I’m back to juggling, it’s really all quite manageable. It could be another year before I take the PI out of that freezer bag. What about you? What are you up to these days? If you’re a writer how many stories do you juggle at the same time?