It’s in. I delivered the full draft of How to Kiss Like a Movie Star to Inkshares yesterday at 5 o’clock.
There is a big piece of news I haven’t shared until today.
How to Kiss Like a Movie Star is a NOVEL.
My book made its transition when, A while back, Inkshares Yoda, Adam Jack Gomolin, floated the idea in a phone meeting. It hit me in that vaguely nauseating way truth presents itself. So I’ve spent the past six months bushwacking through 350 blank pages.
The process can be summed up by the events of yesterday. I woke up at the crack of ridiculous and hit the desk. A few hours in, my feline writer’s assistant Lulu had a stroke. I hit save, dumped Jeff and his crutches in the back seat, set Lulu in his lap and drove like Batman to the vet. She’ll be fine but she’s blind, at least for the moment, so we went back home, I put her in my lap, which I’m sure she hated, and we made our deadline. A fitting end to a project that persisted thru cancer, death, a big move, the Trumpfuck, and those are just the high points. I’m smiling very big. It’s hard to see bc I’m shaggy and dirty, but I promise it’s there.
There are months of hard work ahead of me and Lulu, but the blank page phase is done. Revision is a different animal.
Pub Date is 2/19/19. Thank you for hanging in there. I know it’s taken longer than expected. I’m optimistic that it will be worth it.
Apologies to everyone whose FB birthdays I missed, whose scripts and stories I put in my to read file and never got to bc there was no room in my brain, for dates I canceled or never scheduled and texts I haven’t returned. Today (maybe tomorrow) I begin to dig out and dig back in.
Take A Knee