And the winner is . . .
Congratulations!! You’ve won a pre-order of Amy Sonnichsen’s RED BUTTERFLY, which is set to release Feb. 3, 2015.
I have sent an email, and I’ll get you all set up as soon as I have your address.
Hope you all have a great Monday!
Not quite two years ago, my blogging friend and I exchanged manuscripts. I knew hers was a novel-in-verse, but I didn’t know quite what to expect. Well. Let’s just say, I was blown away. Blown!
That, of course was a draft of Amy Sonnichsen’s RED BUTTERFLY. It was touching and delicate. Beautiful and surprising! I still think about this story. And even though Amy didn’t have an agent at the time, I knew it wouldn’t be long.
Last Summer it was picked up by Simon & Schuster, Books for Young Readers, and is slated for publication in Winter 2015. And I’m THRILLED to be part of her cover reveal! Go Amy!! [And I’m sure she’d love it if you stopped by her blog, The Green Bathtub, to congratulate her!]
So first, the book blurb:
And because I love this book so much, I want to give away a pre-order of it! Just enter in the Rafflecopter below, and feel free to spread the word. This contest is open to US and Canada addresses, and will close June 27th at midnight EDT. Best of luck!
Congratulations, Amy! I’m so excited for you and your beautiful book.
This is my normal posting day, but I’m kind of excited, because Amy Sonnichsen is having her cover reveal this week for RED BUTTERFLY, and I get to be part of it!
Sooooo, I need ya’ll to come back here on Friday, June 6 to see Amy’s beautiful cover. It’s beautiful guys. And perfectly perfect! I can’t wait for you to see it, and I even more can’t wait for you to read it. Will Winter of 2015 never come?!! 🙂
I’m so in love with this book, I just can’t even . . . yeah. I can’t.
See you on Friday! and P.S. if you aren’t following Amy on twitter, you seriously should be. She tweets here: @alsonnichsen
Since I actively joined the blogosphere, way back forever
ago, I’ve gotten to know a lot of other writers. One of the things I love
learning is where they draw their inspiration from.
We’ve been bouncing off the walls with excitement for her. BOUNCING.
So. This is the kind of thing that we at the HSC can’t just let go by without doing something crazy. So Melissa Sarno and I got together.
I flew in to New YorkWe Skyped and emailed and Googled and came up with a fabulous way to express our congratulations to Amy while embarrassing ourselves in a HSC kind of way.
As it turns out, Melissa is a sound and video editing genius, so for your viewing pleasure, we present to you our video [And YES! That is Melissa and me singing TOGETHER even though I did not get to fly to New York. She’s brilliant, I tell you!]:
Congratulations, Amy! We’re On Top of the World right there with you. 😀
I’m back!! And I have so much I could tell you. So much that you’d be astounded by my amazingly full summer. These events might include but are not limited to:
Yep. My summers are always epic, and I have rules to share and everything. But I am not going to talk about these things today.
Because today I actually have a GOOD experience to talk about. And not just good.
Have you ever met someone online who is the bomb? The kind who inspires and lifts and makes you want to be not just a better writer, but a better person? And then you learn they are not only the bomb, but a kindred spirit . . . and not just any old kindred spirit, but one who GETS your crazy, AND has the same crazy herself?!! Someone who would do this (not to mention this and THIS) for the sake of solidarity and connecting with others?
When Amy Sonnichsen and I “met,” we lived on opposite sides of the country and I never thought I might get the chance to meet her in person. But this summer the stars aligned and it actually happened!
She is even more fun in person. We had a blast together, and as co-founders of the Hacky Sack Club, you KNOW we had to video something. *Big grin*
Have any of you gotten to meet a blogging/twitter/online friend? How’d it go?
Finally! After all the debates and hullaballoo, we have a winner!! *throws confetti*
Amy gathered the names. Her daughter, very fairly, drew a name from a hat. And the winner is . . .
You can email either me or Amy and let us know which prize you choose:
1) TWO 10-page critiques (1 from Amy & 1 from me)
2) The SURPRISE package!!!
Thank you to everyone who entered our contest and passed along congratulations to our amazing friends. 🙂
So I’ve been thinking a lot about this whole writing journey lately. I remember when I first started writing with the idea of getting published. So much excitement! Every word on the page was magic, and everything I wrote was brilliant.
I didn’t stop to consider the reality of the publishing world and all the hurdles I’d have to overcome to get my book in print. I just wrote. And I loved every minute of it! I subjected my (then new) husband to first drafts and he laughed in all the right places and told me he just knew I’d be published some day. (See why he’s a keeper?!) 🙂
Good times, those.
But, of course, that doesn’t last forever. The rejections came. I still remember my very first conference critique by a real live editor. “It sounds like you haven’t found your voice,” he said.
Oh, but that hurt.
And then my first critique group. My perfected chapters came back covered in ink.
That first rejection from that first query. I think it took a little under an hour to receive it in all it’s “Dear Author” glory.
And the list goes on.
More often than I care to express, I wondered if all this effort was worth it? With all the rejection, why did I think I could ever reach that shiny goal of seeing my words in print, and my name on the cover?
Two things kept me going.
First, was remembering why I started writing in the first place. Remembering the sheer joy of bringing a world alive and watching others react to it. How could I give that up? WHY should I give that up just because I hadn’t been published yet?
Second, was this quote:
“Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising
every time we fall.”Confucius551 — 479 B.C
Success is not achieving something we can’t control. Success is moving forward in the face of difficulties. It’s not giving up just because something is hard.
And that my friends, is pretty awesome. Because we can control that.
I’d love to hear about your journey, and how you define success, too.
We did it.
We got on Skype at the same time (even though Amy’s mic was broken so I had to talk to her on the phone).
We even had the same kind of ice cream.
And our nine-year-old boys STUFFED OUR FACES. (Mine may have enjoyed it a little too much. If you listen closely, you can hear him cry with wicked glee, “This is the most amazing day of my life!” Uh huh.)
Here’s my video evidence of the grand competition.
But we have a little problem. Amy and I are in grave disagreement about who won. Amy says I ate the most ice cream. I say she ate the most ice cream. We need your help.
Who ate the most? Watch Amy’s video here to decide and leave a comment on one of our blogs. We’ll add up the votes and make our decision on Wednesday. Then we’ll announce the ULTIMATE WINNER of our blog competition next Monday (find out what the awesome prizes are here).
And one last congrats to all our friends! You KNOW we love you after seeing these videos, right? 😉
P.S. I sense questions coming over the little cutie trying to get in on the ice cream eating action. Her arm, you ask? Yup, it’s newly broken. But it’s just a hairline fracture, and she’s a trooper. She’s more upset by the splint than the break. She’ll be back to good health before you can blink. 🙂
Holy Cow, has it really been a MONTH since I posted?!
Unbelievable. So I stayed busy doing this:
We are supposed to post an old entry from our teenage journal, but alas, my old journals (which are embarrassingly hilarious) are all buried in a box in my parents home (a couple of states away). Yeah, I should probably finish moving my stuff out of my parents’ house now that I’ve been married over 11 years.(!!!)
But since I haven’t done that, I’m posting a journal entry from pre-married life. I read through these with hubby, and they are also quite embarrassingly hilarious. So sit back, enjoy, and maybe blush once or twice for my former self. 🙂 [Note: The ellipses are all in the original text. No skipping here. I just really liked ellipses.]
2/22/00 — I went skiing, for the first time this season, yesterday with M– (bro.). We went to Beaver Creek up in Logan. It was okay . . . except that it got really hot and the snow got kindof slushy. The first time down I did a major face plant. I still have a sore neck. 😡 Later in the day, M– took a bad fall and I think he got a mild concussion because he lost his short term memory. It was kindof scary. It started with: “Wow, I can’t remember how I crashed. Which lift did we go up last time?” How did I fall? . . . Oh, well which lift did we got up last time? . . . ” etc. I decided that we should go home.
You know, so much has happened yet I don’t want to go back and relive it all right now. . . . I got a guitar for Christmas.
9/10/2000 – S– told me that on both Friday & Saturday he wanted to come over with his engagement ring and propose on the spot. He said he decided he could give up chocolate for me and that even the cooking thing wouldn’t bother him, but that he didn’t want to lose my friendship over chocolate (that had been one of his concerns). He did say, however, that he couldn’t give up hunting. 🙂 Funny boy. If only it were as simple as that. He invited me over and offered to come over, but I told him “no.”
I can’t tell you how tempting it is. First, I really do care about S– and I am really attracted to him. The thought of leaving the whole dating scene is very tempting, and then I wouldn’t end up as one of those old maids to whom everyone always gives those sympathetic looks. But, unfortunately, I just don’t feel good about it. I don’t know if it’s just silly fears or not, . . . Anyway, so I have to admit that my first proposal wasn’t at all like I imagined. It feels nice to know that someone cares about me that much, but it feels awful having to tell him that I don’t feel the same way.
4/23/01 — Oh! One thing I forgot to write is that X– told me that he had been interested in asking me out right when S– and I started dating. He told me that he was just getting ready to make his move when the whole S– thing started. He said he was really jealous and it was like an extra twist to the heart that S–‘s real name was [the same as his]. This might sound awful, but I was glad to know that it made him jealous. It’s always interesting to hear things from a different perspective.
Okay, I’m sure that’s more than enough. Oh, the drama! I just want to smack myself sometimes. Ya think it was a concussion? Just because he lost his short term memory?!!! But hey, I got a guitar for Christmas. 🙂
And gosh, my view of “old maids.” I was how old? I think I read too much Anne of Green Gables growing up.
But oh the, “interesting to hear things from a different perspective” bit. Interesting indeed, My Former Self. Interesting indeed. *Shakes head*
Have a great day ya’ll!