wanted to meet with me. In my head I was packing my bags and getting ready (wiping tears away) to leave my family and fly to California to have a relaxing couple of days in a posh, beachfront hotel. I envisioned myself standing on the balcony watching the dolphins swim, collecting seashells in the bright morning sun and doing a little shopping on Rodeo drive. Much to my dismay, my publisher told me about Skype and a meeting was set. So much for my vacation!
For those of you that have never used Skype it’s a unique experience. It’s like something we saw years and years ago in the Jetson cartoons! After you subscribe to the Skype site you can see and talk to other people online. It’s fascinating.
Prior to my meeting I banished my husband and children to the
basement with a stern warning about what would happen should my meeting be interrupted. (We have a finished basement complete with two televisions so it really wasn’t as bad as it sounds!)
I put my laptop on the kitchen table and made sure that everything within range was cleaned up so I didn’t look like a slob. I poured myself a hot cup of coffee and waited for the call. When the meeting time arrived I received a message from Skype and I pressed a wrong button and called the publisher instead of letting him call me. It was quite
embarrassing as he wasn’t ready for my call and was scrambling to grab papers and get in his seat.
Meeting him face to face was a strange experience. I got to see his facial expressions when he spoke and I got to see his face. He looked VERY
young. He got to see my face too which I was nervous about. Sitting at my computer my face felt stiff, as if I had to keep a smile pasted on it the entire time. It’s like when you look in the mirror and make an attempt to create the “perfect smile” after you try on that new shade of lipstick. I didn’t want to smile wrong or to do anything wrong so I was kind of like a happy smiling robot the entire time.
We talked about the release date which will be at the end of
February, how much the book will sell for and he told me about Rainstorm Press which is a brand new publishing company. So far I am one of only a handful of writers that he has signed. Big publishing companies typically take a year or more to publish a book and even though you might get more exposure publishing with them, I’m still grateful that Lyle and Rainstorm Press selected my story. Waiting a year would be pure hell.
He gave me some great advice. He told me that once the editor was
finished going through my manuscript that there would be a lot of things highlighted on the pages that I would have to approve. He said I needed to prepare myself for that as many writers are offended by the number of changes that editors want to make. He also said to prepare for bad reviews. He said that there would be people in the world who would not like my book (no way!) and that they would give me bad
I am pretty hot-headed, opinioned and don’t take criticism well at all. Anyone that has ever worked with me can contest to that! I’m mentally trying to prepare myself for these steps but I know I will blow a cork should I receive a bad review. But we will cross that bridge when we come to it.
And at the end of the forty-five minute meeting he asked me what
was on top of my cabinets. I have some antique (reproductions) of soup cans that I stacked into a pyramid shape. When I explained he said he thought they were candles. So all that time I was worried about my facial expressions and he was just looking around my kitchen.
Well it’s time to pull this bus over for a potty stop. Everybody
out, no pushing! I think I’ll have a Diet Pepsi (fountain pop) and an Almond Joy candy bar because sometimes you feel like a nut and that’s how I feel most of the time! Someone wake Jody Novey up, I see she is still sleeping and grab Heather Willams-Stitt a box of tissues as she seems to be coming down with something.