Wednesday, March 20, 2013

The Cover of My New Book!

This was my project the past couple days - designing the cover and writing the blurb for my new book.

Left at the altar by Zach Richards ten years ago, Julia Manning has buried her pain by leading a quiet life working at a bookstore, helping her sister, visiting residents at a local nursing home, and attempting to be a good daughter.   

When Zach suddenly arrives back in town and her overbearing mother fixes her up with the last man on earth she would ever want to date, Julia is forced to face her past, whether she wants to or not.

A resident at St. Francis Nursing Home, Elizabeth Phelps suffers from dementia and becomes convinced that a ring Julia is wearing is actually her engagement ring from her beloved Joseph, who is away fighting in World War II. As Elizabeth waits for his return, Julia becomes determined to discover the mysterious story behind the ring and to do whatever she can to help Elizabeth heal. 

The Rose Ring is a gentle story of forgiveness and the power of love to overcome even the greatest obstacles.

Thursday, March 7, 2013

The Scariest Part of the Writing Process

I've spent the past couple weeks editing the second draft of my book. I honestly didn't think I'd get to have another set of eyes look it over before I shared it with the world, so I put on my best objective editing hat (after all, I do edit things for my "real" job) and set to work.

I think I was pretty hard on the work - anything that bothered me, any inconsistencies (no matter how minor) - I fixed. I redid passages and added one chapter. I'm sure I missed a spelling or grammar error (I always do), but I read through three times so I'm fairly certain I got most of them. Overall, I'm pleased with how it turned out, and even after reading it three times, I still enjoy reading the story so I consider that a good sign.

I talked to an editor friend of mine last Friday and it turns out she will be able to read it over for me before I publish it which I am very thankful for. So, I sent the third draft to Staples and it is sitting in a binder waiting to share with her. If the weather cooperates, I should be able to give it to her tomorrow.

And that is the scariest part of the writing process - sharing the story with someone else - subjecting it (and me) to the criticism that may follow. Up to now, it has been my own private work. No one has read a word of it. But, now, it will start to belong to the world.