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a (long) path to publishing
my epic fantasy

I was the kid who quietly went all out on '80s day in high school, raiding her dad's closet to cosplay a bit character from Weird Science instead of Flashdance, then came home to write stories about equally weird (but cool) kids having adventures I'd never be brave enough to embark on.

 

This isn't an I'm Not Like Other Girls humble brag. I was shy, dorky, and writing helped me through a difficult time—years I might have regretted if my memories weren't filled with make-believe. 

In college, I stayed quiet. Never submitted to the school paper or creative writing compilations (even if a teacher suggested it, and exactly one did). I wrote a couple of "novels" but had no desire to publish them, even after earning my BA in English Literature. Truth be told, I've never been all that ambitious. I just love writing, so I wrote. And wrote...

Sometimes I took years-long breaks, thanks to writer's block, or babies, or life and its way of stealing motivation during hard times. But I never stopped forever. The Valley of Lies is my seventh full-length novel, and the first I ever seriously considered publishing.

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No queries. No pitches. This one's for me. And you, hopefully. While it took years to write and edit, and I'll probably never feel "ready," I finally know something that used to elude me. My stories (and these characters) are worth sharing. They may not be perfect, but they matter. I hope they'll matter to you too. 

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CHEERS!

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