Those who’ve been following my blog a while know that my two favourite things in the world are writing and family time. Reading is a close third. Happily, I’ve been enjoying a lot of those activities these past couple of weeks.
As I write the second installment in my urban fantasy trilogy, I occasionally go back and tweak something in the first book. It’s hard to completely put it away. I submitted the first 5,000 words to a writing competition, so needless to say, I went through those pages thoroughly. I’ve also signed up with QueryTracker to help find agents, and submitted my first query yesterday. So, the journey has begun.
I’ve worked with two agents in the past, one in Canada and the other in the U.S. Both were sole operators. The first agent helped me edit my very first book, Taxed to Death, (now out of print) in the mid-1990s. The second agent I acquired around 2008 did no editing but she did receive encouraging responses from large publishers for The Opposite of Dark. I’m looking for larger, more established firms this time. It’ll be a long process, I expect, but I have enough on the go to keep me preoccupied. If I don’t find an agent or a publisher, that’s okay, too. I’ll likely self-publish the trilogy at some point. So, regardless of what happens, it’s all good.

On the family front, we celebrated Easter at our house this year, and held my granddaughters’ first Easter egg hunt. I hid the eggs in only three rooms, and it didn’t take three-year-old Ellie to figure out that there was chocolate inside the colourful wrappers.
I think that the worst of cold and flu season is over in our part of the world, as both girls have been going to daycare every day for the past three weeks, which is a record. Good health is crucial right now, as I have five in-person writing-related events coming up next week. Spring is a busy time in the writing world, but it’s always good to get out there and chat with people face-to-face.


Here’s my favourite photo of the day: A 3-year-old with her Easter duckie on grandpa’s motorcycle, while grandpa keeping a watchful eye. She loves the motorcycle, which doesn’t bode well for her parents when Ellie’s a teen. 😊
