Today is my KidLit Anniversary!  Four years ago today, Shane and I had taken a writing sabbatical weekend.  We rented a cute little bungalow in Newbern, NC after presenting for a local reading council on Thursday.  We researched and wrote and read. We also did some touristy things (including meeting up with our longtime best friends for lunch and a long visit.) This was the weekend I made the LEAP into KidLit. I started my FB author page. I jumped back into a very inactive Twitter account (which I had only used for church years before.) I began feeling my way around the Twitter KidLit community -- slowly; ever so slowly. Spring Fling was coming. Somehow I connected with Kaitlyn Sanchez early on, and she invited me to write for the contest. SpringFling 2020 (just before the world as we knew it fell apart due to Covid). 

I think back to the serendipity of it all now. I was new and hungry. I could feel retirement starting to niggle at the edges of my awareness, and the hope to write in retirement. At the time, I didn't know what area or age, as I had aspirations in several areas.  I was writing lots of short stories on Reedsy and Book Boro at the time -- adult stories.  I was writing devotionals, working on a Bible study, writing some poetry. But, for some reason, I thought back to the picture book manuscripts I had written long before -- even ones I had queried before I knew anything much at all about actually writing picture books. I'm a teacher. I "knew" picture books. I loved picture books. I read them all the time. I read them well. I used them as teaching tools. I used them to build community. I used them to share my love of story and language and words. I thought I could write picture books.  And I did, all right!! 1400 words, 1200 words. Rhyme. All the descriptions. All the things I didn't know then.

I think back to all that I have learned. Word count. Character arc. Do NOT rhyme (unless you do it really well, which apparently I don't -- YET ;-)). Stakes. Plot. Rules of 3. Meta. Agents. Agency (for your character -- and for your agent.) 

I think back to all the friends I've made in this KidLit community. You are kind, wonderful people and I am so incredibly blessed to count many of you my friends now. Many of you, I've met in person. (I'm looking at you, Armineh Manookian, Jany Campana, Mariana Rios Ramirez, Carolyn B Frasier, Sarah Meade, Ashley Belote and quite a few more. ) I've zoomed with LOTS of you -- webinars, PBJamz episodes,  and critique group meetings.

I think back to all the contests -- wins, losses, honorable mentions, "Ms. Congeniality" ;-), to the pitch events -- without hearts and finally with a heart.
Conferences.
Webinars.
Books read.
Critiques.
Memberships.
Blogs.
all. the. things.


And what I think is . . .

I'm so grateful.

Grateful for that weekend in Newbern. Grateful for the critique from John Claude Bemis that set me on the right path for picture books. Grateful for the kindness of the Kidlit community. Grateful for all the people I've met and befriended. Grateful, grateful, grateful. There just aren't' enough words -- or the right ones. 

I'm so grateful for the last four years -- the joys, the challenges, the "passes",  and the YES that started a new chapter in this book of my life.  So grateful.  If you're still plugging away waiting on that one big YES, it's waiting on you too. And one day, you'll be writing a GRATEFUL post about how long you were plugging away, a post about an anniversary, doing what you love, what you've learned and the people you're doing it with. Hang in there. It's coming!  Until then, keep moving forward. One contest, one story, one word at a time.

To all of you who've been part of my journey over these past four years, I am grateful. Thank you for letting me in, coming alongside, helping me along, sharing nuggets of wisdom, critiquing, challenging, sharpening, encouraging.   I am so blessed to have an amazing agent now, and a book deal. BUT. . .the biggest blessing of all is what I've learned and gained from this community that will guide me through all the writing and book deals to come. Your friendship over these last four years has meant and continues to mean the world to me. I'm so grateful I made the LEAP!

11. When you have (at least) 5 good, solid, polished stories, you are ready to begin the querying process to try to get an agent. Research agents' MSWL (Manuscript Wish List) to find suitable agents. Use Querytracker and agency websites to determine who is open to queries and matches your manuscripts.

12. Draft a query letter for ONE manuscript that matches the agent who you think might like your book.  Be sure to include comp titles (2 or more books that have elements in common with your book that tell publishers you understand how your book fits into the marketplace.)

13. Send your query letter to a trusted critique partner or group and revise it just like a manuscript until it is shiny and polished.

14. When your manuscript and your query letter are polished to a shine, submit your first query. (Most recommend small batch submissions to your top 5-ish agent matches for that book)

15. Do NOT check your email every 5 minutes. ;-) Congratulate yourself for getting this far. Eat some chocolate. Drink some wine (but not too much ;-). Celebrate. Do something fun.

16. Start on a new project. Enter a contest. Research agents for your other books. Take a class. Revise another manuscript. Forget about the query letter. It is in an abyss.  Put a note in your calendar for the date when they say you can consider it a pass.  When that date arrives, revisit any feedback you received (probably NONE . . .)

17. Understand that EVERY journey is different. It is a matter of the right story getting into the right hands at the right time. For some it happens quickly. For some it takes longer.  Sometimes it feels like forever. Don't give up. Take every opportunity you encounter to learn, grow and succeed: pitch parties, contests, webinars, classes, conferences, retreats, critique trades, etc.

18. Revise the manuscript OR send more queries OR choose a different book to query.

19. Repeat ad infinitum until you achieve success. . . .
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20. Celebrate BIG when your moment comes!!!

Writing is an arduous journey.  It's not UNLIKE a baby sea turtle's journey to the ocean.  Well, actually theirs is a life-and-death situation, so it is arguably more important, but no less difficult.  When I watched a clutch of straggler babies be helped on their journey to the vast ocean a couple of years ago, it was a life-changing experience, and one of the most moving experiences I'd ever been a part of.  It was the most unifying moment where people came together, regardless of differences, and rallied for LIFE!  It was amazing!  

So, I did what kidlit people do -- I wrote a story about it -- a lovely picture book, which will probably never make it to anyone's shelf because everyone writes beautiful lyrical picture books about sea turtles and their journey to the ocean.  Well, SNAP!  Over time, though, I began to realize that their journey was analogous to our journey as writers, and I began referring to this analogy as I tried to encourage my kidlit family along the way. Recently, as part of the PBParty journey, I shared some of these observations with my ranking party and they asked me to share more widely, so I created a google slide show and a video, and I'm posting it here.  Why?  Because I believe our words have purpose and power.  Because MY words have purpose and power, I hope they will bring you encouragement when you're feeling "not-quite-enough" or way further from your goal than you want to be.  Because I believe YOUR words have purpose and power, too, and you need to share them. The world needs to hear them. 

The video goes into a bit more detail about the sea turtles and the analogy.  If you have time to watch, I think you'll find it interesting.  If you'd rather view the slideshow, here's the link:  ​https://docs.google.com/presentation/d/1Pmk3bgoBYPkrbn-h4EQaTwbiy_sbWqof/edit?usp=sharing&ouid=104587931882604493613&rtpof=true&sd=true

This business is so wonky!  It's hard and full of ups and downs!  Just in the way of example, a couple months ago I was riding high.  I got my first heart in PBPitch, had gotten ALL of my pieces accepted for Ignite the Spark and then I won the Mighty KidLit mentorship and I had won a giveaway.  I felt like I was on a roll. I should have bought a lottery ticket in that moment. LOL  Then came all the contest results:  KidLit Choice (I was a finalist last year; didn't even place this year.) Valentiny (No Love at all), 50 Precious Words (which I have been a winner or honorable mention every time I've entered) Not even an honorable mention this year.  PBParty for the third (or is it fourth) time -- not in the finals (even after the mentorship helping me to hone my entry) All of that riding high had gotten my hopes way up for ALL those things, and they were all duds for me. But in the midst of all those losses, this amazing opportunity was working itself out.  I started not to enter PBPitch.  I had posted that same pitch so many times before and had never gotten so much as a nibble.  What was the point after all?!?  But, Hello . . . .a heart. . . an offer. . . .an agent; all from an opportunity I started not to take.

It's a twisty path, friends.  One writer friend in the PBParty ranking group had an agent and probably thought her future was steady and beautiful, but she ended up parting ways and is back in the query trenches.  Today I have an agent and a potential book sale (it's not official or announced). There are no guarantees. Tomorrow or next week or next month I could be singing a different song. I have a dear CP who had an agent and we were so excited for her.  Her agent had health issues and had to step away from agenting. There was no one to pick her up and now she's back in the query trenches.


Here are some principles I've found to be true:

1. It's hard not to be jealous and envious when others (even friends) have success that you want and are working so hard for.  What I found was the more I cheered others on, the more I genuinely felt sheer joy over their success.  And you can feel both at the same time -- joy for them and sadness for you.  Those feelings CAN coexist.  But, the more I was genuinely excited for others, and looking for friends' names on the winning lists, the less sting I felt of my own. It may not work that way for everyone, but it definitely worked for me. It took some time, though.  I didn't get to that place overnight.  If you struggle with comparison, you might find this helpful.

2.  You lose 100% of the chances you don't take.  Sometimes when I get those really hard rejections/passes, I take a small break. Eat some chocolate, drink some wine, have some ice cream (Can you tell I'm an emotional eater?? LOL).Maybe take a walk, take a weekend . . . But don't quit.  Take a little break if needed, but get back on the horse -- and don't wait too long until it feels comfortable not to put yourself out there. Take the chances!  Enter the contests, the pitch parties, send off the queries and the magazine pieces! You never know when your YES is right around that corner, hiding behind that doubt!

3.  Find your why.  If you write for the accolades, then probably best to stop now.  It's risky and not everything will get accolades.  If you write to get published, that's unpredictable.  Crowds are fickle.  If you write because you must, if you write because it's like breathing, if you write because it's how you process and heal and express, then do that.  Learn about craft, find your niche, figure out who you are as an author, and then do that with all your might, all your heart.  Never forget your why.  Why do you write? Write it, frame it, make it your screensaver on your computer.  Meditate on it every day.  For me, I'm a woman of faith, so I have a life verse, "May my words and my thoughts be pleasing to you, Oh Lord, my rock and my redeemer."  It guides what I write -- not only my stories, but my Twitter, and everything I say and do.  It's my why.  Basically, I want my words (written and spoken) to make the world a better place.  Can I do that without being published?  Yes, and I hope I have been for the 4 years that I've been busting  it on this journey (and for all the ones before that when I didn't know as much about writing.)  And, if for some reason publishing doesn't work out, I hope I'll continue doing that.  It's different for all of us, but find your motivation, find your why, and then do it.  Dolly Parton said it this way, "Figure out who you are and then do it on purpose."

None of that fully takes away the sting, but you are a talented writer!  Don't let these phases get you down.  This business is incredibly subjective, but also, Know that all the passes/rejections/not-yets are preparing us, thickening our skin, building our immunity so we can handle the subjectivity that will get hurled at us when we ARE published.  

Stacy McAnulty has been super-successful but she got a terrible review from Kirkus for her latest book about Pluto.  Does that make her less of a writer?  Nope.  She's having to shake that off and keep moving forward. We'll never get to a place when there's not critiques, nay-sayers, negative people, folks who simply don't like us or don't like our writing.  Shake it off!  

I'm now represented by super-agent Joyce Sweeney, and on The Seymour Agency website, under pre-published authors (for now ;-))

​https://theseymouragency.com/pre-published-authors


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It's another contest -- one of my faves!  Partly because it's run by my friend, Vivian!  Partly because it is such a challenge fitting a full story arc in 50 precious words!  Talk about making every word count.  For a loquacious, verbal processor like me, the challenge is even more challenging, but I do love  to rise to the occasion, so below, check out my entry for this year. Our stories have to have a full story arc, be 50 words or less and appropriate for kids 12 and under.  You can check out the guidelines or enter for yourself here: https://viviankirkfield.com/

One of my favorite things as a child was going barefoot.  Whether it was outside in the grass, the garden or the mud or early morning padding through the house or wrinkly prune toes in the bathtub and then snuggled up under the covers, being barefoot was a huge part of life.  Now that I'm "all grown up", I don't go barefoot nearly as much as I should.  They say it's good for you -- grounding you to Mother Earth, healing for body and soul.  It's a gorgeous day.  Maybe I'll kick my shoes off and gaze at some clouds.  Maybe you should too. . . 

'Tis the season -- for love and romance and valentines. Speaking of valentines, I was neck deep in writerly tasks on Saturday when I ran across a post on Facebook that piqued my interest and sent me down a rose petal strewn rabbit hole.  What I discovered was a story with heart that deserved to be shared -- the story of the post office of Valentines, VA.  What follows is based on the true story of Kathy and Mr. Willie and the Valentines post office -- with a few details filled in.  So I hope you enjoy my informational fiction/historical fiction account of one of the sweetest stories around.  I hope it reminds us all, as adults, to take time to inspire curiosity in children around us.  For children, I hope it encourages them to keep dreaming and cultivating hobbies. You never know which one might change your life! For all of us, I hope it encourages kindness and sharing love in special ways.

This story was written for Valentiny -- a fun Valentine-themed writing contest hosted by Susanna Leonard Hill. 
The gist is:  

• Must be valentine-themed
• Must tell a story with beginning, middle, and end
• Must include someone feeling skeptical as a key part of the story
• Cannot be more than 214 words

You can find out more about the contest here: 

I hope my story earns your heart-shaped stamp of approval.  Let me know in the comments!

When Kathy was a young girl, she loved stamps and collected them. 
She adored the post office, and visited the one in town, but the clerks didn’t have time.  So busy!  
She tried to talk to the postmaster, but he grumped and harrumphed away! 
When she tried to talk to the mailman, he honked his horn and kept driving!  
She thought postal people were wonderful, but now she wasn’t so sure.  Kathy was very skeptical.  

Then she heard about the post office in Valentines, Virginia.  Maybe the postal workers there were nice!  It was named Valentines after all! She tested her skepticism with a field trip.

When she visited on a busy Valentine’s Day, the postmaster, Mr. Willie, took time to show her the stamps and the very special cachet he had designed with hearts and flowers. It said, “Valentines VA 23887.” Every envelope coming through the post office in February got his special stamp.  He let Kathy help and shared some stamps with her.

Years later, Mr. Willie was old and sick. He was skeptical about who would run his post office, but he didn’t need to worry.  Kathy had grown up to love the post office, and she became the new postmaster of Valentines with Mr. Willie’s stamp of approval.

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Susanna Leonard Hill graces us with so many fun writing contests, and it's time for the holiday one!  This year, she challenged us to focus on the villains, which was a fun holiday twist!  I wondered what would happen if Rudolph let the fame and glory go to his head and turn him into a villain (temporarily, at least).  I hope you enjoy my imaginings. . .  Rudolph has always been one of my favorite Christmas characters, since I often feel a bit like I belong on the island of misfit toys . . . but we all must be careful not to let our gifts go to our head! Our stories had to carry the load of a beginning, middle, and end, have a villain, a holiday focus and slide in under the 250-word limit.  You can check out all the entries at her website here:  ​https://susannahill.com/2022/12/09/ho-ho-ho-the-12th-annual-holiday-writing-contest-is-here/

,I've always loved Halloween. For me it's a fun time for all of us to face our fears and laugh at them a bit.  The dramatist in me LOVES dressing in costume.  I'm all about a theme, and I think MOST of what we celebrate at Halloween is fantasy-fun. However, I'm quite a wimp when it comes to scary -- I have an overactive imagination and don't need any help scaring up frightening images. LOL.  I'm not a fan of super-scary Halloween; I don't watch horror movies, and I don't do haunted mazes or haunted trails or houses, although some of my fall/Halloween writings do dip into the macabre, YA, haunting, suspenseful brand of literature. For this contest, I stuck with my more typical picture book style, and chose simple and sweet.  I hope you enjoy it!

Halloweensie is an annual writing contest for kidlit.  
THE CONTEST: write a 100 word Halloween story appropriate for children (children here defined as 12 and under) (title not included in word count) using the words slither, treat, and scare. I'm posting it here, but also on Susanna Leonard Hill's site, where the contest is hosted each year. This is her 12th annual Halloweensie contest, and this is my third time entering. You can find out more about the contest here: https://susannahill.com/2022/10/29/the-12th-annual-halloweensie-writing-contest-aahhhrrrooooooooo/

Twitter has connections to all sorts of writing contests -- each with their own little twist. Fall Writing Frenzy is one of my favorites.  There's something about this spooky time of year that entices me into the young adult space within the kidlit kingdom. Usually, I write sweet, educational, and sometimes funny picture books, but each Fall, I feel compelled to write something a bit. . . darker.  I also love that this particular contest uses images to inspire us.  Visual prompts are some of my favorites.    When you see this beautiful wooded path in the Fall, what do you imagine?

Well, here's what I imagined:

Scarlett and the Flute

The path through the woods 
stretched before her, 
littered with leaf confetti 
in a thousand shades of autumn. 
Biscuits and apple butter
Hid under the red gingham cloth
Covering the basket.
 
Scarlett skipped, then slowed. 
She craned her head to hear . . .
a flute? 

A shadow danced ahead. 
Then, disappeared. 
What was that? 

Music again.  
Chilling, haunting music.
It was calling her.
Stay on the path.
Grandmother’s House is not much further.

The flute beckoned.
She turned.
Grandmother is waiting.

She stepped off the path, 
Unable to resist
The flute.

Compelling, drawing . . .
Eerie trills beckoning . . . .
Soon, she was in the thick of the woods,
With only the flute to guide her.
Her name floated on the breeze
With the melody.
She followed the music,
Step.
By.
Step. . .
Note.
By.
Note. . .



I must follow.
No. . . .Grandmother . . 

The flute. . . 

A clearing.

A wolf, playing. . .

A flute.

She dropped the basket.

Goodbye, Scarlett

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Photo credit: NBC News

This is my entry for SunWriteFun!  This contest requires a nonfiction or informational fiction story based on a theme of discover, exploration, or adventure.  Word limit is 200.  It's also posted on the contest website here.  I discovered this story last year and wrote it hoping to enter it in 50 Precious Words, but it was too complex to make it clear in 50, so I set it aside, and rewrote it a bit.  After more revision and help from CPs, this seemed like the perfect fit.  It was a fascinating discovery for me and I'm thrilled to share another of nature's mysterious and amazing cycles.  

Photo credit: https://thekidshouldseethis.com/post/turtle-tears-butterflies

Photo credit: ​https://www.brut.media/us/nature/what-are-these-butterflies-doing-to-this-turtle--2e40a142-0bb1-4c0a-bb83-4ea101f41b47