Now, the hard part- finding an agent. I decided to try the traditional route for Roads On Her Face first, just because that was always the way I imagined it. The book is currently with one last beta reader, and through my first round of editing. It wasn’t meant to be done in 2020, with the whole world mess going on affecting book launches, movies, and SO many artistic debuts. It makes me really sad for those who have put years and heartache into their works to launch them in this year and have them railroaded by a pandemic.
This blog was so helpful in giving me motivation and a place to jot down ideas and stories. I’ll transition as needed to promote once I have a final marketing plan. Thank you so much for following along here, and stay tuned for news. Send me some good vibes!
He was a good guy.
Yeah. He was a good man, my dad.
Did he treat you any differently, as a southern only daughter?
Oh yeah. I was probably spoiled rotten. Daddy’s little girl, I mean he took me everywhere with him. Going to town, to Monticello, because he was a very sociable person. So he’d go and visit his friends, Mr. Glover at the furniture store, and at the barber shop Billy Ray Tyler, he’d go see him and I’d go with him. Just, all around town and he’d take me with i\him.
How big was Monticello?
Probably no more than 30,000.
It is a very southern little Georgian town. What did you think about the community, how did you feel about the people?
Uh, I had a lot of friends. It seemed like I knew most everyone in town. I liked growing up in that little town. I liked leaving there.
Just a pretty blonde little southern Monticello girl. Prom queen, homecoming queen?
No. I wasn’t any of that, but I was in the clique. The popular clique.
A lot of boyfriends?
How about friends?
Yeah, I had a LOT of friends.