Sometimes things work out.
Many of you know that I'm coming off of one of the worst years of my life. Scratch that. THE worst year of my life. I mean, hello, almost died. Things happened that varied from disappointing to devastating. It kinda sucked. Of course there were bright spots--my family, signing with my fabulous agent--but overall it was very, very frustrating.
Let me tell you a story. When I was just about to graduate from high school I had everything planned. My best friend and I were going to the same school and registered to live together, like we had planned since we were ten. It was going to be perfect. And then my dad forgot to pay the deposit. I couldn't believe it. All of our plans, all of my dreams--what on earth was I going to do? Luckily another good friend needed housing, so we found a crappy apartment off-campus, liked it for some reason, and moved in at the end of the summer.
I met Hot Stuff my first week there.
I don't want to get all philosophical on you, but sometimes bad things work out in the best possible way. If I hadn't lost my pregnancy, I wouldn't have written two extra books. If Flash had sold, I wouldn't have learned and grown and become a far better writer and self-editor.
And if I hadn't buckled down and made Paranormalcy the best possible book, Michelle wouldn't have gotten me a three book deal with HarperTeen.
Wait, what was that?
HOLY FREAKING CRAP A THREE BOOK DEAL WITH HARPERTEEN.
Laptop here. Kiersten just swooned and is lying in an inert heap on the kitchen floor. Let me take this time to congratulate her and hope that she gets a new laptop so I can retire. I'm tired.
Whew. Okay. I'm totally going to bring swooning back into style. I won't go into all of the glorious, gory details, but we had a lot of interest and were ready to go to auction when HarperTeen swooped in with a pre-empt. And I was so, SO glad. Because as wonderful as the other publishers were (and really, any of them would have been great), HarperTeen was the one I had always hoped would want me. I love their list, their books are so fun and pretty and well-edited, and they really support their authors. And my editor (MY EDITOR) Erica Sussman is FABULOUS. She's funny and charming and brilliant and I can't believe she loves me as much as I love her. (As evidence of her awesomeness, during our first ever phone conversation today Dojo was being Dojo, and eating my toes. I explained it to Erica and she said, "Well, as long as he leaves your fingers and your brain, because we want those." Ha!) I am so excited to work with everyone at HarperTeen, and really, I mean
Things worked out in the absolute best of all best possible ways, and I'm still spinning. And randomly breaking into uncontrollable fits of laughter. I can't quite believe that this dream I've had since I was a very little girl is actually going to be a reality.
You guys, I'm going to be an author. And it's amazing.
I would be remiss if I didn't offer profuse thanks and praise to my agent, Michelle Wolfson.
She's incredible. That's all there is to it. I don't know what else to say here, otherwise I'll just start gushing about how much I love her and what an incredible, savvy, hard-working, loyal, genius agent she is, and then I'll probably swoon again and
She swooned again. Weirdo.
Sorry. Anyway. And now the other people I need to thank: Hot Stuff, especially, for making me start writing and supporting me even when I got all crazy obsessive. My parents, who always bought me books even though I read them too fast. My kids, who keep me from writing but are awfully cute. Natalie (my ultimate cheerleader), Stephanie (who taught me to really edit), Renee (who gave me excellent pacing advice), and Carrie (who is a ninja), for being my readers. Janey, Ashley, Megan, Kristen, Fara, and my siblings (Erin, Lindsey, Lauren, and Matt) for being such enthusiastic and encouraging test subjects. And of course everyone who supports my ridiculousness by reading this blog and commenting and being my friends!
So. Let's sum up: Paranormalcy. Three books. HarperTeen. And that popping sound you hear? That would be my brain exploding from joy.