Well, this is silly.
Last year, Short Story Writing Month gave me a kick in the pants to start writing short stories. It was a welcomed change from writing novels. It put some distance between me and them, and, quite fortunately, garnered me a couple of credits for my CV.
And now that’s SSWM is here again, I feel somewhat silly that, suddenly, I’ve stopped writing short stories to tinker with my novels again.
Now that I’ve got a couple of things in print, I feel I have a better position when approaching an agent to represent the Spell Carrier series. I hope this is the case; I’d love to see these books get picked up.
I reread the first book last month, and was delighted/excited/relieved to discover that I really, really enjoyed it. It’s been a few years for that one, and, having distanced myself from ‘the work’, it actually held up to my critical eye.
…Except the opening few pages, which I was never happy with. So I rewrote them from scratch, and now I have my best foot forward. I know where the story gets its hooks into *me*, I hope it snags my other readers the same way. I know if they give it a shot, they’ll be hooked. I know I was.
And that, my friends, is just about the best feeling I’ve ever had as a writer.
Thanks for reading.
Heidi out.
H.G. Bells 