Author: Sarra Cannon

The world of publishing is insane. I think most people just don’t realize how long it can take to get a book published. What comes out as a new release today was probably written two years ago. How can fiction writers possibly keep their finger on the pulse of the times with turn arounds like that? Sometimes it’s more than two years. Let’s look at my first submission attempt… a novella of about 23,000 words called ‘Steal My Heart’. First, I sent it to Brava, a romance publisher who is print only and very well-respected. I got a response within…

When I was younger, I used to get so excited about going to Six Flags. I usually got to go with our band and chorus at school every year. The first time I went was actually with the high school band one year that my sister was going. I don’t remember why I got to go exactly, but it seems like maybe our Mom was a chaperone. I felt so cool at the back of the bus with all the popular kids. (my sister was always more popular in school than I was) And I definitely remember hardly being able…

It’s that time of year again! The local Sanrio store stocks wonderful Hello Kitty back to school items like spiral notebooks, new pencils, pencil boxes, special student planners, and of course, my favorite, notebook paper! The year before last, I went and got some paper, but I was so late getting there (August I think) that they only had a few left, so I think I got one packet. It was gone quickly. Last year, I went nutso and bought something like 6 packets. I still have 2 unopened of that kind. This year, I just can’t afford to spend…

Last night was glorious! Okay, so I had crazy dreams about some kind of wedding and then a sort of high school class reunion where I was forced to remember people that I’d rather forget forever, but that’s okay. I was asleep! I can feel the energy coursing through me today, and I know in my heart that this will be a good day. I can be productive and excited today. I will get work done and even, perhaps, tackle that mountain of laundry and the spaghetti pan that has been in the sink for twenty four hours. Today will…

Last night was a nightmare. No, I didn’t have bad dreams, I mean that it was literally a nightmare of a night. We went to bed around 1:30 and almost the second I laid down, I got a headache. I don’t know how those suckers come on so quickly and without warning some times, but it was a bitch of one and it hurt like hell. G spread some stuff called “Blue Oil” on my head and face. I got it from Aveda and it’s basically peppermint oil and is supposed to help with headaches. Maybe he put too much…

I have been stressing myself out way too much lately. The pressure of the upcoming National conference has been mounting and I’ve got so much still to do in the two weeks left before I leave. But the problem is that the more stressed I allow myself to feel, the less I get done. There has to be a delicate balance here. I really have pushed myself over the past few months and have gotten a lot done, but it’s still not where I wanted or planned to be. The trap I can’t let myself fall into is freaking out…