Authors: Janis Thomas
And speaking of which, my Valentine has recently asked me for my hand in marriage. Can you believe anyone would willingly enter into a lifelong relationship with me? And, no, he’s not completely off his rocker! Anyhow, you listeners and I have been together only a short time, but I feel like you probably know me pretty well by now, since I am not one to hold anything back. So the question I’m going to put out to you is this:
What was my answer? Yes, I will? Or hell, no, I won’t.
I have some tickets to Tim McGraw playing next week at the Staples Center, and the first person to guess correctly will win a pair for you and your Valentine.
Okay, we have Jaimie on Line One. Hey, Jaimie. How are you doing this morning and what’s your guess? Will Meg Monroe be walking down the aisle any time soon?
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ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
My first two novels,
Something New
and
Sweet Nothings
were published by Penguin USA, and for that I am extremely grateful. My whole life I wanted to get published by one of the ‘Big 6.’ But, aside from a fabulous editor, I didn’t feel I got the support I needed or the push my books deserved. I’m not complaining. I am blessed to have had a publishing deal at all. I wouldn’t mind another one someday. I wouldn’t mind being the next Jennifer Weiner. (Actually, I wouldn’t mind being Jennifer Weiner’s next pet!)
But in the meantime, I am trying my hand at becoming a ‘hybrid author,’ which means I’m putting
Say Never
out into the world without the Big Guys. And you know what? It feels darn good. Never in the history of the publishing industry have writers had so many opportunities to get their work in front of readers. If you plan to take matters out of the hands of the Big Guys and into your own, God bless, happy trails,
mazel tov,
etc. And also a couple of words of caution. Be patient. Rewrite. Rewrite again. Edit. Rewrite some more. Oh, yeah, and be patient.
I have been writing a very long time, and I have reached a modicum of success largely because of the people who support me.
My mom, Sharon, is no longer with us. I feel her loss intensely every single day, in all areas of my life. But I also feel her unwavering support. Her voice whispers in my ear in the dark of night—“Keep writing, my darling, keep writing.” She was—and still is—my greatest champion.
My dad, Lenerd, has always been there for me too. As a writer, he understands the creative drive, and our tempestuous debates about character and plot inevitably end with laughter.
Thanks to my brother Mark for reading, loving, and promoting my books, even though Sanford, Baldacci and Koontz are more your thing. Thanks to my niece Jacqueline and to Miriam Lazar for your input on designer labels and for not mocking me for my fashion deficiencies. Thanks to Lisa Tsuda for your eagle eye—you could make a serious living as an editor! Thanks to Linda Sanfilippo, for your fast turnaround and for taking such great care of my family, even when you’re off the clock.
Thanks to my sis, Sharilyn, for everything. To Auntie Hilary and Auntie Linda. I treasure you both. To the rest of my family (too numerous to name): love you all.
To my friend and nose, Linda Coler-Fields, what would I do without you? (And when can we return to Hong Kong?)
To Penny Thiedemann, thank you for decades of love, support, and laughing until I pee.
A big thank you to my online friends and fellow writers Julie Valerie, Samantha Stroh Bailey, Marlene Mengel, and Melissa Amster. Your encouragement and support of my writing is invaluable to me. Thanks to Suzanne Redfearn for your insightful notes and for the fantastic blurbs you gave me. Thanks to Lan Gao for your amazing cover design. You took my idea and made it a stunning reality.
Thanks to Michael Steven Gregory and Wes Albers for welcoming me into the Southern California Writers Conference family. The community you’ve created inspires comradery, creativity and confidence, and it truly changed the course of my career. (Michael, I could talk on the phone with you for hours, even when you sound like Robin Leach!)
Finally, thanks to my husband Alex. Marriage is work, but every day, you remind me why I said ‘I do.’ I
still
do, honey.
And to my kids, A.J. and Elle, you both are the lights of my life. Everything is for you, always.
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