The last few months have been interesting to say the least. I've gone from being a published author to a writer with no publisher. Four months after my debut novel was released as a trade paperback my publisher closed his doors.

Right before Christmas, I held a copy of THE STILL LIFE OF HANNAH MORGAN in my hands. The feeling was surreal; my story that had taken me a year to write and twice as long to publish was now a solid thing I could hold in my hands and place on my bookshelf next to the other books in my collection. There I was amongst Jane Austen, Charlaine Harris, Maeve Binchy, Nora Roberts and Philippa Gregory.

I did manage to sell several copies before the publisher closed down and I still have my copy in its rightful place on my shelf but I would be lying if I didn't admit that holding the concrete manifestation of my dream and then having it taken away really and totally sucked.

I cried, I ate copious amounts of chocolate, I ranted and raved and stomped my feet like a child. When I calmed down, I asked myself, "Now What?"

I was on the cusp of finishing my second novel so one answer was to focus on my current WIP and get that ready to send out. As of this posting, I'm currently working through the revisions before facing the gauntlet of queries and rejections.

As for HANNAH MORGAN, I'm not ready to let her story die. Not just yet anyway. I know I've got an uphill climb to find a publisher willing to do a reprint but I'm sending out queries anyway.

I must be a masochist to send out two projects and open myself up to double the rejection letters. But, as any writer will tell you, I write because I have to. The need to get the stories and the characters out of my brain and onto paper is imperative otherwise they take up too much space in my gray matter.

So for now, I am a writer no matter what happens to my creations.

A heartfelt thanks to all the people that bought a copy of my book and for your positive comments and reviews that keep finding their way to me even today. Your words have encouraged me to push forward past the disappointment and look to the next horizon, the next big adventure.