The real-time diary of writing a book and trying to get it published. It's a wild ride, y'all.
A crown breaking on a Montana highway. A query letter rewritten three times until it stopped sounding safe. This is the real, weekly, occasionally-unhinged account of writing a book while running a business — the wins, the rejections filed under "weather," and everything in between.
New post every Friday, straight to your inbox. Come for the chaos, stay for the chapters.
You're So Vain, I Bet You Think This Book Is About You
Someone finally made me an offer, and I didn't even submit my work to them. It's not exactly the one I'd hoped for, but after six crickets and no-thank-yous? So you're telling me there's a chance.
The F*ck It Bucket
Finding an agent that's an ideal fit is like Where's Waldo on crack. But I found my book's voice to pitch it properly and differentiate. Sidenote…chewing noises made me murdery.
Whiplash Grand Central
Fourteen-year-old birthday, a burned-down church I can't drive past without crying, and a book proposal that came together kind of okay.
Barely Contained
37% contained is the fire. Barely contained is me. This week the book asked for more than I had to give, including an unexpected full a** book proposal I didn't see coming. I didn’t see much of what came to life coming until it was here.