Chritians, link your arms and protect.

This is an open letter to Christians!

Dear Christians ,

What are you doing for the humans who are being harassed? Are you letting them know you are a safe place? Are you standing up for them? Are you protecting them?

But if anyone does not provide fro his relatives, and especially the members of his household, he has denied the faith and is worse than an unbeliever.” 1Timothy 5:8

ALL Americans are your relatives and are in your household. America is our household, all of us. So do not think it is ok to spew hate at anyone because they believe differently than you. Whenever you see someone being harassed, step in and protect them. Let them know that we love them. DO NOT let them for one minute feel like they are less than anyone else.

“Love your neighbor as yourself.”

The LGTBQ, POC, Muslims, Jews, and anyone else being attacked, show them love. Let them know, we as Christians have their backs. I know many of you believe that because someone may believe differently than you, you shouldn’t help them. THAT IS WRONG! We, out of everyone, should be the first to help them. When I think of helping, this picture comes to mind.


That picture is Christians protecting Muslims. We need to protect our marginalized community. Jesus was the first to help everyone. So we should be the first to help everyone. As for the people spewing hate, show them love as well. Show them, that as Americans, all of us, we will stand with each other. God wants us to share his light and love, not snuff out others.

And if you are a Christian spewing hate, pick up a bible and read about all that Jesus did for others!.

I am saddened by Americans division right now, and I hope this makes sense. I literally cry every night over this. So as a White Christian Woman, I am making this statement.



Keep it kind

With NaNoWriMo going on, I feel I need to get this off my chest to move on. I hear about keeping it kind in writing and I agree. Not only for the reader but for the writer as well. Let me explain.

A while ago I wrote my first novel, and i haven’t completed another one since. Let me start by saying this novel wasn’t a masterpiece and by no way ready for publishing. I know that now, i am ok with that because it was my first novel. Here is what bothered me. I was told my protagonist was too depressing. By telling me this was also informing me; what i am is wrong. I suffer from depression and sometimes the thoughts that come in my mind are depressing. So it is not a surprise that it seeped into my protagonist. Even though it was a fantasy, I wanted something very human about her in it. I didn’t want her to all of a sudden to be healed, that is not how it works. It was more about the people around her understanding her. Her being depressed wasn’t all she was nor was the story revolving around her depression. It was just apart of her, just like the millions of others who actually suffer from it. My thinking that people would never want to read about someone who was to depressing bothered me.

So I couldn’t bring myself to write anymore, every time i started to write, i could not finish. The “too depressing” would block me. But i have reached a point where i have to write a too depressing character. Not only for me, but for the people who also suffer like me. The people being told they are too depressing or to just get over it. So here I am, trying my hand at writing again. And if my writing is too depressing for you, remember there are actual people who actually go through this.

Long story short, before you say something is too depressing, too black, too gay, or too happy. Remember that actual people are like these characters. It could make someone hate who they are. There is no such thing as too anything. Write who you are, no apologies! No that someone will read it and finally not feel alone. Be kind!

New (old) Project

Alright, so I know I have been going all over the place with my novels. Writing this and that, all these different projects. But I have decided to go back to my first novel. It was a novel I started, but stopped, because it opened something raw for me. It is top secret so I will not tell you anything about it, except it is Adult. With what I have learned from #FicFest, I know I can do this. I won’t be on here much, but if I have any updates on the query front, I will post it. I will leave you with the starting paragraph, of this novel. That is all anyone will see, until it is ready for beta reading. Take care, and always keep writing.

I live in a very dark place, so dark, that not even the bravest monster hunters would be brave enough to enter. The darkness may shift around in my mind, but it is always there. I once had a bright light that kept the darkness at bay, but my light left me.


With #FicFest nearing to the finish line, I might as well talk about it. I am 99.9999999% sure I will not get chosen. Not only did I not get requested any more material, I am not sure I match up to these other authors. But do not go feeling sorry for me, because I did not lose. I have learned so much, that I have gone back to my entered MS and started working through it again. (If there is a slim chance I did get chosen, don’t worry I still have the original.) There has been a plentiful amount of information from other entrants and mentors alike. I feel like I have won already. I have one my fair share of research, on everything. But nothing can take the place of the information I have gathered from this contest. As well as all the people I have met! So, if you ever get the chance to enter a contest like this, take it. But don’t only take it, learn from it! This has been one of the greatest things I have ever done. (Minus marrying my husband, having my daughter, writing my first novel, well you get the idea!). So enter as many contests as you can and a FYI, #PitchWars is coming up!

Fun fact about my writing career.

When I was like thirteen I send a PB to a publisher. It was a story about a rabbit (Cannot remember his name), who only ate pizza. He hated carrots, even though he never tried them. I do not recall where i got the publishers information (no internet back then). I do remember that I got a response back that the rabbits name was to close, to a famous rabbits name. It was my first heartbreak! 😦 I went on to write poems and more poems. Sometimes some short stories. Now I am making my way in the novel world, wish me luck!

Insights into Alice in Storyland

Ok, for those of you asking about characters in my new story, other than Alice. I cannot tell you if they will stay, as i go along, or if there will be more. But I want to give you an idea, so here goes. (Without names)

I have the depressed heroine, who constantly says “I am not good enough to do that.” She does have powers but her weakness is a mirror. You put a mirror in front of her, and she stops what she is doing to describe what she looks like.

I have the romance couple, who are no deeper than the shallow end of a pool. Their weakness, is that their sexul tension builds up so much, that they have to make out.

That is it, that is all i will give you.


Alice in Storyland

So I had a great idea to write my version of Alice in Wonderland. I am not completely sold on the title listed above, but you get the idea. My Alice is an inspiring author, but that is all i will say. I have included my unedited, first draft of my first chapter. Let me know what you think.


Chapter 1


Once upon a time, in a galaxy far, far away. No wait, wrong story, let me start over. Once there was a girl from Nantucket. Whoa, that is so very wrong, this is why I am not the writer. One more time to start over. There was this girl who was an aspiring author, her mind was full of stories. The problem was she could not make it to the end of her stories. Her name was Alice, and she aspired to be a famous writer. You know, like the one with her own theme park. One day she was sent on a magical journey. Of course, like any magical journey, it starts in the most boring place, the real world.


I smacked the alarm clock causing to go flying, and hurting my hand in the process. Rubbing my hand, I could see a bruise already starting to form. What a great day to start my day, best day ever. Getting a shower, I get ready for my day. Luckily, I had off for the day from the restaurant. Which means I can spend more time writing my newest novel about talking animals. After grabbing my lifeline, a cup of coffee, I sit in front of my laptop.

Reading over where I had left off, let’s see, Jerry the Llama was trying to persuade, Larry the dog to go on an adventure. This was my first try at a children’s book, and it was not going the greatest. I figured if I could not make it to the end of my other stories, I could at least make it to the end of a children’s book. But here I am, staring at the screen, not being able to decide what to do next. Slamming the laptop closed in frustration, I decide to make a trip to my Mimi’s house, maybe she can help. Grabbing my keys, I head out on a journey to Mimi’s house.

      No, that is not the magical journey I was talking about. I may not be a writer, but even I know that is too soon to jump into the fun stuff.

I always felt like I was home when I pulled in front of my Mimi’s house. When my parents died when I was seven, she raised me. She was my mom, dad, and Mimi, all rolled into one. She believed in my writing, even when everyone else rolled their eyes at me. I know I can make this a career; I just know it. But if it wasn’t for Mimi, I would have given up a long time ago. Her house looked like, I would envision, Little Red Riding Hood’s Grandma’s house looked like. It was a small little cabin, out in the middle of the woods.

As I walked into the house, I smelled freshly made cookies, chocolate chip, to be exact. Mimi was always baking something.

“Alice, is that you dear?” Asked Mimi

“Yes, Mimi, it is me. Where are you?” I asked

“I am in the living room.” She said

Walking to the living room, I realized she must have added to her nick knack collection. All her shelves were full; you could not fit even a pea on the shelves. I spotted her on her loveseat, knitting something. I bent down and kissed her on the head.

“How are you doing?” I asked

“I am still here.” She said

Laughing as I sit down in the couch across from her. She looks at me over her glasses, that are placed, strategically at the end of her nose.

“How is your writing going, dear?” She asked

“Same as always, I am stumped. I get so far, then I think, this is rubbish, and I cannot finish.” I said

“You worry too much, so what if it is rubbish, at least it will be your rubbish.” She said

“Yeah, but rubbish will not get me published.” I said

“If they do not like your rubbish, that is their problem, not yours. Besides, I do not think anything you write is rubbish, you are too hard on yourself.” She said

“Thanks Mimi, you have always been my biggest fan. I just do not think they will care if I tell them my Mimi doesn’t think it is rubbish.” I said

“I have something that might help get your creative juices flowing.” She said

“What is that?” I asked

She placed her knitting project on the coffee table, and slowly pulled herself out of the chair. She headed back to the kitchen and after hearing a bunch of noises, she comes back at. She hands me a blue pouch. Sitting back down, she smiles at me. Looking the pouch over, I ask,

“What is this?”

“That my dear, is my homemade tea brew. Steam it in your tea kettle, then add some honey to it. It will get your imagination running.” She said

I looked at her to see if she was serious, but she was already back to her knitting.

“Ok, when I get home, I will be sure to brew this.” I said

“Sounds good, dear.” She said

Maybe it was just me, but she was acting strange, even more than normal. She has always been eccentric, telling me stories of witches and such, when I was young. There were times I thought she believed all the stories she told me. I cannot complain, because her stories are what set my imagination going. I decided I was going to head home, so I said my goodbyes, and left, with the pouch in hand.

Once I was home, I threw the pouch on the counter. Sitting in front of my computer again, I tried to will myself to continue. But once again, I just stared at the screen, nothing coming to me. Loos like the talking animals where stuck where they were. I glanced over at the pouch on the counter, oh what the hell. I walked over to the counter, picking up the pouch. I untied the golden strings holding it together. A strong fragrance, hit me in the face. It smelled like chamomile, lemon, and something else I never smelled before. All together it smelled like someone tried to spray the bathroom, after diarrhea.

I filled my kettle up with water, then mixing the tea into it. Sitting it on the stove, I went into the living room, to read a book. Another book written by an author who actually got published. Sighing, why did writing have to be so hard. I had so many storied floating in my head, but putting them down was hard. I finally got into the book, when the tea kettle started to yell at me. Jumping up, I pulled the kettle off, of the stove. I grabbed my mug, and filled it up with the freshly brewed tea. It still did not smell any better, so I grabbed the honey. I put a few drops of honey in. Stirring it, I swear I saw a spark, but it was only my imagination.

Sitting back in front of the computer, I take a sip of the tea. It was actually pretty good, and tasted really sweet. The funny thing, it was lukewarm and not hot. Something came over me and I drank the whole cup in one swift motion. I felt like a college girl, trying to impress the frat guys. Wiping my mouth and slamming the cup on the counter, I felt no different. Shaking my head, how did I let my Mimi’s crazy ideas get in my head. I turned the computer back on, after looking at the story for a bit I decided to write a new one.

Pulling up a blank page, ready for inspiration to take root, it did not. That flashing line on the screen, became my worst enemy. Well, this is new, I have never had a problem starting a new story. Maybe Mimi’s brew had the opposite effect.

A noise on the other side of the room, caught my attention. It sounded like a scraping noise, coming from behind the couch. I hope some wild animal did not get in here. I cautiously walked over to the couch, and I just stared at it. Not wanting to put my face down in harm’s way, I decided I could sacrifice my foot. I slid my foot under the couch and at first I felt nothing. I moved a little bit down the couch, and it hit something soft. I then felt a sharp pain on my foot, something bit me. I pulled my foot out, and I saw a small amount of blood on my foot. Oh, gof, it is an animal, and now I am going to get rabies.

I quickly went and grabbed my broom, ready to be on the offensive. I slid the broom underneath the couch. Then out jumped a rabbit, the whitest rabbit I had seen. I tried to shoo it away with the broom, not knowing where I was shooing it to. It started to take off to the left, I tried to run after it, but tripped over the coffee table. Causing me to the hit the ground, falling on top of the broom. The rabbit hopped to me, sticking its nose right in my face. Oh, great, this is a smart ass rabbit.

  Hey look, it is me, or at least the real world version of me. That is right, I am the rabbit, but don’t be fooled by my look. I am actually quite dashing in the magic realism form. Yes, I know, I bit her, but wouldn’t you do the same thing. I mean, she was sticking her nasty feet in my face.

I slowly pushed myself off the ground, never taking my eyes off of the rabbit. It did not move, just sat there, staring. I got a little brave, and decided I was going to grab it. I made every move matter, as I slowly inched closer to the rabbit. I got in about arms reach, when I quickly tried to grab it, but it ran between my legs. I started chasing it, bending down every once in a while trying to grab it. Once I even bent down so far, I almost hit my forehead of the ground.

For a second, I seemed to have lost it, then I saw it on one of my kitchen chairs. I crept slowly to it, while it just looked at me. When I got closer, it jumped on the table. Oh crap, it was heading towards my computer. I reached the table, and it was standing right next to my computer. I reached down slowly, it gave me one last look, then it jumped towards my screen, disappearing. I just stood there staring at it, did I just see that rabbit go in the screen. What the hell was in that tea? I didn’t think my Mimi was a drug person, but I think she may have added something.

I reached my hand to the computer screen, my fingers were so close I could feel the static electricity. I pulled my hand back quickly, this was stupid. But I had to know, I reached out towards the screen. I watched in horror as my fingers started to sink into the screen. Pulling my hand out again, examining it. Ok, now I know she must have put acid or something in that tea. Putting my hand back through the screen, because curiosity may have killed the cat, but satisfaction brought him back. Next thing I knew, I felt a tug at my hand, the then tug got harder. I tried to pull my hand back out, but I could not. All at once I was pulled into the computer screen, screaming as I went.

What? Oh you are waiting on me. Yes, this is the start of the magical journey. Enjoy, or do not enjoy, I don’t care.


Just like in life, a writer’s life is full of rejections. Everytime i get a rejection I read this list and it makes me feel like I have something in common with best selling authors. I suggest you do the same, it will make you feel better. *I got this list from

After 5 years of continual rejection, the writer finally lands a publishing deal: Agatha Christie. Her book sales are now in excess of $2 billion. Only William Shakespeare has sold more.


The Christopher Little Literary Agency receives 12 publishing rejections in a row for their new client, until the eight-year-old daughter of a Bloomsbury editor demands to read the rest of the book. The editor agrees to publish but advises the writer to get a day job since she has little chance of making money in children’s books. Yet Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone by J.K. Rowling spawns a series where the last four novels consecutively set records as the fastest-selling books in history, on both sides of the Atlantic, with combined sales of 450 million.


Louis L’Amour received 200 rejections before Bantam took a chance on him. He is now their best ever selling author with 330 million sales.


Too different from other juveniles on the market to warrant its selling.” A rejection letter sent to Dr Seuss. 300 million sales and the 9th best-selling fiction author of all time.


“You have no business being a writer and should give up.” Zane Grey ignores the advice. There are believed to be over 250 million copies of his books in print.


140 rejections stating Anthologies don’t sell” until the Chicken Soup for the Soul series by Jack Canfield & Mark Victor Hansen sells 125 million copies.


The years of rejection do not break his spirit. He only becomes more determined to succeed. When he eventually lands a publishing deal, such is the demand for his fiction that it is translated into over 47 languages, as The Chronicles of Narnia by C.S. Lewis goes on to sell over 100 million copies.


It is so badly written. The author tries Doubleday instead and his little book makes an impression. The Da Vinci Code sells 80 million.


After two years of rejections stating that her fiction would have no readership, Reilly and Lee agree to publish The One in the Middle Is the Green Kangaroo, launching the career of the best-selling author Judy Blume. Combined sales: 80 million.


Having sold only 800 copies on its limited first release, the author finds a new publisher and The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho sells 75 million.


We feel that we don’t know the central character well enough.” The author does a rewrite and his protagonist becomes an icon for a generation as The Catcher In The Rye by J.D. Salinger sells 65 million.


5 publishers reject L.M. Montgomery‘s debut novel. Two years after this rejection, she removes it from a hat box and resubmits. L.C. Page & Company agree to publish Anne of Green Gables and it goes on to sell 50 million copies.


“I recommend that it be buried under a stone for a thousand years.” Shunned by all the major publishers, the author goes to France and lands a deal with Olympia Press. The first 5000 copies quickly sell out. But the author Vladimir Nabokov now sees his novel,Lolita, published by all those that initially turned it down, with combined sales of 50 million.


The Tale of Peter Rabbit by Beatrix Potter was rejected so many times she decided to self-publish 250 copies. It has now sold 45 million.


Nobody will want to read a book about a seagull.” Richard Bach‘s Jonathan Livingston Seagull goes on to sell 44 million copies.


Undisciplined, rambling and thoroughly amateurish writer.” But Jacqueline Susannrefuses to give up and her book the Valley of the Dolls sells 30 million.


Margaret Mitchell gets 38 rejections from publishers before finding one to publish her novel Gone With The Wind. It sells 30 million copies.


The girl doesn’t, it seems to me, have a special perception or feeling which would lift that book above the ‘curiosity’ level.” Perhaps the most misguided literary critique in history. With a further 15 rejections, there remained little hope her personal thoughts would see the light of day. Eventually, Doubleday, bring the translation to the world, and The Diary of Anne Frank sells 25 million.


A long, dull novel about an artist. Publisher rejects Lust For Life by Irving Stone. 25 million sales.


An irresponsible holiday story that will never sell.” Rejection of The Wind In The Willows by Kenneth Grahame. The novel did sell: 25 million copies worldwide.


His publishers Doubleday reject the first 100 pages. So the author Peter Benchley starts from scratch and Jaws sells 20 million.


Thor Heyerdahl believes his book Kon-Tiki: Across The Pacific is unique. 20 publishers disagree. The 21st takes it on and sells 20 million: one for each rejection.


Despite 14 consecutive agency rejections Stephenie Meyer‘s Twilight goes on to sell 17 million copies and spends 91 weeks on the New York Times best-seller list.


An absurd and uninteresting fantasy which was rubbish and dull.” Rejection letter sent to William Golding for The Lord Of The Flies. 15 million sales.


After 20 rejection letters, WM Paul Young self-publishes his novel The Shack. 15 million sales and a cultural phenomenon.


Three years of rejection letters are kept in a bag under her bed. The bag becomes so heavy that she is unable to lift it. But Meg Cabot does not dwell on the failure. Instead she keeps sending her manuscript out. It gets taken on and The Princess Diaries sells 15 million copies.


Too radical of a departure from traditional juvenile literature.” L. Frank Baum persists and The Wonderful Wizard Of Oz sells 15 million.


Little, Brown & Company passes on a two book deal for Alice Walker. When complete her novel The Color Purple sells 10 million and wins The Pulitzer Prize.


26 publishers reject A Wrinkle in Time. It wins the 1963 Newbery Medal and becomes an international best-seller. 8 million sales and counting.


Unsaleable and unpublishable.” Publisher on Ayn Rand‘s The Fountainhead. Random House takes a chance on it. It sells 7 million copies in the US alone.


After 25 literary agents reject her debut manuscript, she mails it unsolicited to a small publisher in San Francisco, MacAdam/Cage. They believe it is a classic. Upon publication, the world agrees. Translated into over 33 languages and adapted into a movie, The Time Traveler’s Wife by Audrey Niffenegger sells 7 million copies.


To deal with publisher rejections, Hugh Prather decides to write a book about them in his early struggles and Notes To Myself sells 5 million.


To prove how hard it is for new writers to break in, Jerzy Kosinski uses a pen name to submit his bestseller Steps to 13 literary agents and 14 publishers. All of them reject it, including Random House, who had published it.


It was rejected 60 times. But letter number 61 was the one that accepted me. Three weeks later we sold the book to Amy Einhorn Books. Kathryn Stockett on the worldwide best-seller: The Help.


Rejected by publishers, Ruth Saberton leaves her 400 page manuscript Katy Carter Wants a Hero on the holiday home doormat of Richard and Judy in Cornwall. They love the book so much that their recommendation secures a publishing deal with Orion.


“Frenetic and scrambled prose.” Viking Press disagree, and publish one of the most influential novels of all time. Since 1957 it has regularly sold at least 60,000 copies every year. Which has seen On The Road by Jack Kerouac, become a multi-million best-seller.


5 London publishers turn it down. The little book finally finds a home: Life of Pi by Yann Martel, winning The Man Booker Prize in 2002.


100 literary agents and publishers reject it. Andersen Press does not and Out of Shadows by Jason Wallace wins the Costa Children’s Book Award.


Rejected by 20 literary agents and publishers, one editor believes in the book andCatherine O’Flynn‘s What Was Lost wins the 2008 Costa Book Award.


Rejected by his agent because it is narrated by a dog, Garth Stein switches to Folio Literary Management and The Art Of Racing In The Rain sells for 7 figures.


An endless nightmare. I think the verdict would be ‘Oh don’t read that horrid book.”Publisher rejects The War Of The Worlds by H.G. Wells. It is soon published in 1898, and has been in print ever since.


Our united opinion is entirely against the book. It is very long, and rather old-fashioned.” Publisher rejects Moby Dick by Herman Melville. It is later published byHarper & Brothers, who release a first print run of 3000 copies. Only 50 of these sell during the author’s lifetime.


After 22 rejections, Dubliners is finally published. But it only sells 379 copies in the first year. James Joyce bought 120 of them.


T.S. Eliot as head of Faber & Faber rejects it because of Trotskyite politics.” Secker & Warburg spot potential, and George Orwell’s Animal Farm becomes a best-seller.


An absurd story as romance, melodrama or record of New York high life. Yet publication sees The Great Gatsby by F.Scott Fitzgerald become a best-selling classic.


Stick to teaching.” Louisa May Alcott refuses to give up on her dream. Little Womensells millions, and is still in print 140 years later. Unlike the name of the publisher who told her to give up.


Rejected by leading publishers, the 21-year-old finally persuades a small publishing company Lackington, Hughes, Harding, Mavor, & Jones, to take a chance on her debut. They agree, but do not put her name on the cover, and only print 500 copies in 1818. Booksellers only bought 25 of them. Despite a named credit in 1822, sales did not improve, until a 3rd edition was published by Henry Colburn & Richard Bentley in 1831. Word of mouth combined with some of the finest prose ever written in the genre, quickly sees Frankenstein by Mary Shelley become a best-seller.


I haven’t the foggiest idea about what the man is trying to say. Apparently the author intends it to be funny.” Publisher rejects Catch-22 by Joseph Heller, a novel believed to have been given its name because it was the 22nd publisher, Simon and Schuster, who agreed to take it on. To date: 10 million sales.


Older children will not like it because its language is too difficult. On Watership Down by Richard Adams, one of the fastest-selling books in history.


After Random House reject his debut novel The Long Walk the author puts it away and ponders his next move. He decides to write a new novel: Stephen King.


We are not interested in science fiction which deals with negative utopias. They do not sell.” Stephen King’s Carrie sells 1 million in the first year alone.


The American public is not interested in China.” Pearl S Buck‘s The Good Earthbecomes the best-selling US novel two years running in 1931/32, and wins The Pulitzer Prize in the process.


With 23 rejections, Frank Herbert finally lands a publisher, and Dune becomes the best-selling science-fiction novel of all time.


24 literary agencies turned down The Notebook by Nicholas Sparks. The 25th did not and sold it to Time Warner one week later for $1 million dollars.


31 publishers in a row turn down The Thomas Berryman Number. It wins the Edgar for Best Novel becoming a best-seller for James Patterson. An author with 19 consecutive number #1′s on the New York Times best-seller list and sales of 220 million.


16 literary agencies and 12 publishers reject A Time To Kill. Its modest print run of 5000 quickly sells out, as it goes on to become a best-seller for its author: John Grisham.Combined sales of 250 million.


Despite 17 rejections Patrick Dennis in 1956 becomes the first author in history to have 3 books ranked on the New York Times best-seller list at the same time. He had worked through publishers in alphabetical order. The one that finally agreed to take him on:Vanguard Press.


“It’s Poland and the rich Jews again.” Editor at Alfred A. Knopf publishing house rejects Isaac Singer. His book Satan in Goray becomes a best-seller, and the author himself later wins the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1978.


30 publishers tell Laurence Peter that his book The Peter Principle will never sell. In 1969, a mere 18 months later it is a number #1 best-seller.


This will set publishing back 25 years. Rejecting The Deer Park. Its author Norman Mailer goes on to win The Pulitzer Prize, twice.


Alex Haley writes for eight years and receives 200 consecutive rejections. His novelRoots becomes a publishing sensation, selling 1.5 million copies in its first seven months of release, and going on to sell 8 million. Such is the success that The Pulitzer Prize award the novel a Special Citation in 1977.


Taking on the advice of his 76 rejections Jasper Fforde writes a new book The Eyre Affairand it becomes an instant New York Times best-seller.


Every last publisher in England rejected my first two books.” So Simon Kernick writes a third and The Business Of Dying lands him a publishing deal with Bantam.


Utterly untranslatable. Jorge Luis Borges tries a different publisher. He wins 50 Literary Prizes and dies with his books in many languages.


We suggest you get rid of all that Indian stuff. Publisher to Tony Hillerman, on his best-selling Navajo Tribal Police mystery novels.


Rejected by all publishers in the UK and US, the author self-publishes his novel in Florence, Italy, using his own press in 1928. After being banned for nearly 30 years,Grove Press publish the controversial work in 1959. A year later Penguin finally launch the UK edition. The book quickly sells millions, as Lady Chatterly’s Lover by D.H. Lawrence becomes a worldwide best-seller.


Rejected by several publishers Jonathan Littell‘s Les Bienveillantes becomes the number #1 best-seller in France and wins The Goncourt Literary Prize.


Her literary agent believes in her. The publishers of New York do not. So Emily Giffin flies to London to write Something Borrowed and it becomes a New York Times best-seller.


Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis as an editor at Doubleday sees potential in Dorothy West‘s unfinished novel The Wedding and it later becomes a best-seller.


Rejection slips could wallpaper my room.” Dennis Kimbro on Think and Grow Rich: A Black Choice used in seminars throughout the US.


Despite initial rejections, E.C.Osondu persists with his book Waiting and it wins the 2009 African Booker.


Rejected by everyone except Heinemann. Chinua Achebe‘s Things Fall Apart becomes the most widely-read book in modern African literature.


“I rack my brains why a chap should need thirty pages to describe how he turns over in bed before going to sleep.” French editor rejects Remembrance of Things Pasts byMarcel Proust. Now regarded as a literary classic, its word count would be a challenge for any editor: 1.5 million – making it the longest novel in the history of literature.


We found the heroine boring. Mary Higgins Clark switches genre to suspense and her second book gets a $1.5 million advance. She is now on a $60 million book deal.


“This author is beyond psychiatric help. Do not publish.” Publisher rejects Crash by J.G. Ballard. The author immediately declares this as sign of “complete artistic success.”The novel goes on to inspire countless songs, and the film adaptation wins the Jury Prizeat the Cannes Film Festival in 1996.


The Alfred A. Knopf publishing house turned down: Jack Kerouac, George Orwell, Sylvia Plath, and Mario Puzo‘s The Godfather.


The E.E. Cummings best-seller The Enormous Room has a dedication page With No Thanks To all 15 publishers who turned it down.


“He hasn’t got any future.” Yet, publication of The Spy Who Came in From the Coldleads to its author, John le Carré, having one of the most distinguished careers in literary history.


Robert M. Pirsig‘s Zen & the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance is in the Guinness Book Of Records for 121 rejections, more than any other best-seller.


“Hopelessly bogged down and unreadable.” The 1968 letter from an editor did not deter the author, Ursula K. Le Guin, as her book The Left Hand of Darkness goes on to become just the first of her many best-sellers, and is now regularly voted as the second best fantasy novel of all time, next to The Lord of the Rings.


After 21 rejections, Richard Hornberger switches to the pseudonym, Richard Hooker, and his debut novel becomes a phenomenal publishing success, spawning an Oscar-Winning Film Adaptation, and one of the most watched Television shows in history:M*A*S*H.


“Good God, I can’t publish this.” So it finds itself at the offices of publishers Jonathan Cape and Harrison Smith instead, who immediately spot the talent of its author, and in 1931 propel him and his controversial, Sanctuary, into the literary limelight. The author,William Faulkner, goes on to become one of the most critically praised novelists of all time.


The estate of best-seller Jack London in San Francisco, the House Of Happy Walls has a collection of some of the 600 rejections he received before selling a single story.

I smiled, a big sappy smile

So I am reading my novel/manuscript for the first time in a long time. This is also the first time I have read it without, editing in mind. I was just reading it like I would any other book. There are times when I want to cry, when I laugh, and when I want to smack the shiz out of a character. But when I found myself with a big, sappy smile on my face while I was reading it, i knew I had a great story to tell. I have read a countless of books in my life ranging over every genre you can think of. But the books I find that stick with me are the ones who have me smile like an idiot, even if it is just for a moment. It can be the darkest of times, maybe even the worse of times. But there will be that moment, where you have that sappy smile. It means that you have connected with a character or characters. When i caught myself with this smile, i knew I had to stop what I was doing and shout it out. It doesn’t matter if this novel never makes it to print, what matters, is that I became an author. I created real people, not paper people. Onward and upward, keep writing!sappy

I hear you!

So, for a moment, I thought about writing another novel. Something other than my series. I have loads of ideas, sometimes to many. So I sit and ponder which idea to work with. But I could not really grasp one. I wondered what was wrong with me. Had I finally lost my creativity. No, actually what was going on was that my protagonist from my series would not shut up. I have heard other authors saying about this happening, but never experienced it myself. Well, now I have, and I know what I have to do. I have to hear her out, and continue the series. She won’t shut up until I do. It is like she is at a stand still, from where the first book left off. She is jumping up and down, waving her arms. Like she is saying, hello, I am waiting here. So time to move her onward and upward!