Poems

REVISION: a poem

I created a thing, so precious and pure,

but the tick of my heart was a little unsure.

As I prepared to present it for others to see,

something kept trembling and shaking in me.

Would they understand it? Would it be approved?

Would they hug me and tell me how deeply they’re moved?

But the thought that they’d answer with only a frown

created a quake and it all tumbled down.

Down to the ground and I fell by its side,

but as it came crashing, it broke open wide.

And inside these pieces were parts new to me.

And it just took a tumble for them to shake free.

Now I’m rebuilding, and lo and behold

I’ve created a new thing, bodacious and bold.

Poems

PERSISTENCE

Persistence is our strongest tool! Many obstacles, both internal and external will try to thwart you – but you must press on, push forward, persist!

When my fear gets in my way and tries to drag me down, I get right into action. I work on a ms, I revise, I work on new poetry, I edit a colleague’s piece, I network on social media, etc. I do anything, big or small, that persists towards my goal.

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Picture Books, Poems

It just feels write

I have always been a writer. Poetry and storytelling came naturally to me. As a young child, I would sit in my closet with my notebook and get lost in my worlds and words.

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Life took some twists and turns and I didn’t always follow the writer’s path.

I did sales, PR, marketing, and digital media.  Not exactly children’s books.

I had climbed a fairly steep ladder in the business world when suddenly, a light went off in my head. A familiar light. I followed it and left the world I had created and started again.

I went back to school to get my Masters and teaching certificate.  I taught Elementary school for a few years and when I left the classroom, many students followed me.

I taught everything from math to writing while being a mama to my Charlee.

This led me back to my original love. Writing stories and poetry.

I joined SCBWI, created a critique group, and I wrote, revised, crumpled, cried, and wrote some more. I attended every conference that was offered. I took a picture book writing class at UCLA. I bought every book on picture book writing that was ever written. I hired a freelance editor who became my lighthouse. I asked questions. I queried. I supported my fellow writers. Most importantly…I would write, write, write every day.

Just recently I had the benefit of meeting an incredible agent at the SCBWI conference. We connected and she loved my manuscript.  That manuscript was nominated for the Sue Alexander Award. It all felt too good to be true.

But it was true.

I am now proudly represented by the amazing Jen Rofé at Andrea Brown Literary Agency.

I don’t sit in the closet anymore but I still get lost in my worlds and words.

And it just feels write.