I Submitted to a Lit. Agent! (and was rejected in an hour)

Well, it’s been a minute since I’ve posted on here, hasn’t it? I’ve been pretty MIA lately, using my summer to finish my novel (I did it O M G), and then edit the hell out of it. This felt like a huge success for me.

Then I submitted to a literary agent!

AND WAS REJECTED IN AN HOUR.

Which, honestly, I find so funny. I definetly expected rejection… just not so fast 😅. This is a good trial by fire moment for sure.

I’m not going to lie, it did sting a little to be riding that accomplishment high and then get that, but the agent was incredibly respectful and kind in their response and I’m thankful for small mercies.

This whole process has been tough. Every time I get a new critique it feels like someone is giving me a detailed evaluation of a nude I sent them, it just feels so personal. But this process has also toughened up my skin. I’m learning how to be a stronger writer, how to see my story from a reader’s POV, how to accept critique, and also how to follow my gut and reject suggestions.

So my first try with a literary agent wasn’t a smashing success. So what. I expected that (not so quickly, damn), but I’m glad for the lesson. I’m glad that, when I felt some frustrated tears prick at my eyes, I didn’t give in to them. Instead, I said NOT TODAY SAD TEARS OF SATAN, and I sat down, and queried another agent. And then another.

There is a very real possibility my characters won’t see the light of day, and that’s okay. It has to be. I love what I’ve written (even though I’ve sent about 8,456 texts to my friends saying how much I hate what I’ve written), I love my characters, and I love what finishing this book represents. I am not great at finishing creative projects. I tend to get bored, flit from one thing to the other, lose focus. And there were times I wanted to do this with my manuscript.

But I didn’t. I kept going. I wrote 90k words in an order no one has ever written before. I then edited those down to 85k, created 62 pages of deleted scenes and unused ideas, and was able to type the words THE END at the bottom of 313 pages.

And that matters. A little piece of me lives in every word of that ridiculously long Google Doc and no form of rejection can ever take that away. I appreciate the opportunity to grow, to try again, to make it better.

Now, on to the next book.

(JK… is editing ever really done? Because I’m still trying to figure out these bitch ass commas….)

Happy Pub Day to APPLIED ELECTROMAGNETISM! + Incredible Playlist

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I loved, loved, LOVED this book.

It chronicles Olivia and Alex, two electrical engineers that are forced on a cursed work business that features witty banter, forced proximity, slow burn tension, and, yes, only one bed at the inn *swoons*

At times, this book was so frustrating because the characters felt very real. Adam is soooo the overly analytical engineer that I know and love/hate. His vulnerability in the second half of the book is amazing and I loved the fact that, while they were both afraid of their feelings, Adam wouldn’t let either of them walk away without talking it all through. I also appreciated how open he was to listening to Olivia. Once she became comfortable pushing back, she engaged in his honesty policy and allowed for both of them to grow. The ending KILLED ME. I loved it. ⁣⁣

This book was also unapologetically feminist, touched on mental health beautifully, and was still able to create huge amounts of tension while toeing more on the sweet side than steamy. ⁣⁣

I will say that the characters have hella deep conversations about everything from the rationality of religion to the existence of fate, and if talking an idea out until you run out of things to say bothers you irl, you may not love the dialogue like I did. ⁣

Best of all, Susannah Nix created an AMAZING playlist for this book. Not gonna lie, it’s just bop after bop and fits the book perfectly!

Last but not least, I’ve teamed up with Susannah Nix to giveaway a signed copy of the book! Head over to my Instagram to enter now!

Review: TIME AFTER TIME by: Lisa Grunwald

SPOILERS AHEAD

This book has me choked up. It shattered my heart in the best way possible. I can honestly say Time After Time is on my top ten list of all-time.

I really think I would botch the plot if I tried to summarize it, so here’s the blurb:

On a clear December morning in 1937, at the famous gold clock in Grand Central Terminal, Joe Reynolds, a hardworking railroad man from Queens, meets a vibrant young woman who seems mysteriously out of place. Nora Lansing is a Manhattan socialite whose flapper clothing, pearl earrings, and talk of the Roaring Twenties don’t seem to match the bleak mood of Depression-era New York. Captivated by Nora from her first electric touch, Joe despairs when he tries to walk her home and she disappears. Finding her again—and again—will become the focus of his love and his life.

Nora, a fiercely independent aspiring artist, is shocked to find she’s somehow been trapped, her presence in the terminal governed by rules she cannot fathom. It isn’t until she meets Joe that she begins to understand the effect that time is having on her, and the possible connections to the workings of Grand Central and the solar phenomenon known as Manhattanhenge, when the sun rises or sets between the city’s skyscrapers, aligned perfectly with the streets below.

As thousands of visitors pass under the famous celestial blue ceiling each day, Joe and Nora create a life unlike any they could have imagined. With infinite love in a finite space, they take full advantage of the “Terminal City” within a city, dining at the Oyster Bar, visiting the Whispering Gallery, and making a home at the Biltmore Hotel. But when the construction of another landmark threatens their future, Nora and Joe are forced to test the limits of freedom and love.

Delving into Grand Central Terminal’s rich past, Lisa Grunwald crafts a masterful historical novel about a love affair that defies age, class, place, and even time.

I stayed up until 4am reading this book last night, and I still have a lump in my throat. This book is the epitome of “If you love something, let it go.”

Joe and Nora do that. They love each other beyond reason, beyond what should even be physically or spiritually possible. This book shows that love doesn’t always mean a Happily Ever After in the sense that we know it. Love doesn’t always mean marriage, or a home, or even years together. Sometimes love means incredibly intimate moments, little pockets of time, that take our breath away and leave us forever changed.

Nora and Joe feel so real to me. With clean and snappy prose, Lisa Grunwald created incredible depth without once using a heavy-hand. The world she built was masterfully presented and Grand Central became just as much of a character as Joe and Nora.

This book also made me look at myself and how I love. Would I have Nora’s strength to let Joe go? Would I have Joe’s patience to wait for her? Would I be able to watch her leave, allow her to have that freedom? Would I really watch Joe’s train depart?

As different as Joe and Nora were, their journey was so similar. They were both stuck in the ether, Joe just had to experience his more acutely while Nora had nothing to experience at all. Love freed them both, and it breaks my heart that they couldn’t share that freedom physically together, but I like to think they held each other close, always.

Get your wallet, grab some tissues, and devour this book.