Happy New Year!
This year I hope to finish my WIP and get it out to the world. How about you?
While your thinking that over, sit back and read a spell with the lovely and talented Anna Simpson.
Happy New Year, Anna!
Happy New Year, Jenn. I’ve watched, listened, and learned from your example. I’m proud to be your friend.
Moving on. *cheekwipe*
Yup, let’s get started…
I love January first. Just love it. Anything is possible in the coming year. It’s like stepping out in a field of newly fallen snow. Impressive. Beautiful. Untouched.
It’s a new beginning that gets me warm all over. I try, and fail to keep my expectations reasonable. I can’t think about failing because I have so much to learn, to strive for. Sure, I was lucky enough to grab and catch the brass ring when I subbed White Light.
Heck yeah. Did it. Someone besides me thought I was worth publishing.
I’ll be forever grateful to Three Worlds Press for taking a chance on me.
Does it make me bring my hand in and stop reaching? No way. Nevah. I’m going to be right back at it. Keep my expectations low? Not sure it’s possible. I can feel them rising now. Another great year is about to begin.
What about you? What do you do when the New Year comes around? Maybe you can teach me a few things about how it’s done.
Hmmm… I think about what I’d realistically want to accomplish in the year, and I plan it all out. This is hard when you have a publisher that has their own goals and deadlines, but I find if I am not overly ambitious, I can usually hit my goals. I also try to think over all the stories that are screaming in my head, and try to decide which one would be the best choice to tackle in the upcoming year. This is usually the hardest… deciding which story is screaming the loudest.
Thanks for stopping by, Anna, and good luck with the new release, White Light.
About The Book:
Emma never dreamed of being a super-sleuth. In her mind, she’s more Scooby Doo than Nancy Drew and when her nosy neighbor, Mrs. Perkins, drags her to an anniversary party to solve a mystery, she rolls her eyes, buys a box of chocolates and hops in the car.
What’s a party without an attack on its host—or more accurately on the host’s grandson, sparking an allergic reaction and moving the party to the hospital waiting room. Suddenly, everyone is a suspect. Emma and Mrs. Perkins, along with Great Aunt Alice (a spirit with boundary issues who keeps stepping into Emma’s body like a new dress and playing matchmaker), dive into an investigation that almost gets Emma killed along with the man they are trying to protect. With so many reasons to kill him and so much to be gained if he died, Emma and Mrs. Perkins must unravel the tenuous ties that point to every member of his family as potential killers.
Even if it means going back to the psych ward, Emma will protect her friend and this innocent man. What good is freedom if it’s haunted with guilt?
About the Author:
Anna Simpson lives near the Canadian-US border with her family. Even though she’s lived in several places in British Columbia, her free spirit wasn’t able to settle down until she moved back to her hometown.
She is easy to find though, if you know the magic word — emaginette. Do an internet search using it and you’ll see what I mean. :-)