I have two books to get out this year. Both are half done. Both are sequels to books released in 2012. I must decide which to work on first.
Do you want to know what happened to Eric Adams, last seen injured at the end of Creatures of the Moon?
Or would you rather another installment of Dr Josie Lester’s adventures in Villa Hollow?
Both of these stories are screaming to be written. I’ve found myself switching off between the two.
Do any of you have an opinion?
In 2010 I wrote a light paranormal novel that was recently picked up by Crimson Romance. It is the first in a series that follows a psychiatrist who opens her practice in a normal quiet town. She soon realizes that the town is anything but normal.
While I was writing I needed something to call it. So after ten minutes or so a name materialized. I didn’t like it really, but it stuck. Over the year that I worked on the story and then while I pitched it to agents and editors, I grew accustomed to referring to it by the working title.
I asked about the title last week and my wonderful editor said that it would probably be best to change it. I’ll admit, I panicked a little. I couldn’t seem to come up with anything else to call it. Nothing seemed right. So, I called my friends and parents and begged them to help me brainstorm ideas. They came through. They always do.
Not only does this book now have a title, but we named the series as well. Now, I just have to get used to referring to it as such. So…
On December 10, 2012, Crimson Romance will release Kristine Overbrook’s second novel. A humorous paranormal romance named, Once Upon a Couch. Book One of the Paranormal Practice Series.
Every now and then I think about something to do to promote my book. ( Creatures of the Moon, to be released July 23) and I get hit by the realization that I’m an author. I’ve been a writer. But being published makes it more serious for me. For my family too…
My parents are proud of me in a much bigger way than when I finished the book. ( only others in the publishing world know how big that is). Hubby and kids will give me more space when i say I’m writing. Not a lot of space, but hey baby steps right. They do respect when I say I have a deadline. That’s huge.
Every now and then though I get a moment when I think wholly crap, this is real. I really have a book coming out. And I’m really working on two more.
It makes me wonder if other people in this situation stop and think “this is so cool, and it’s real.”
Have any of you had that feeling?