Slider’s Son! And is anyone else sick of paranormal…?

Slider’s Son will be published September

I wish my agent George Nicholson were alive to see this happen. He “loved” this manuscript when he read it, and that meant the world to me since he never used that term with my other novels, although he certainly championed them.

I’m getting my ducks in a row–wait, no, I’m not getting them in a row yet, but I’m herding them toward rows–for publication in ten months. That means setting up some book events and making myself available for young writers’ conferences and book fairs, libraries, schools, and, and, and…and it means lots of work, which is exciting work and fun work. I love doing book events.

However, it also means lots of social media time and online promotion. THAT I’m not such a big fan of. But I’ll do it. I’m delighted that North Star Press promotes its own authors’ events. That gives me great hope. I’m excited to publish this book with them.

The BEST news right now is that I found out last week that I will be receiving a Prairie Lakes Regional Arts Grant (PLRAG) Mid-Career Artist Grant to help promote this book!  I’m excited. And GRATEFUL!

Okay, besides the excitement,  I sat down to write here because I just followed a thread of a YA book promotional publicity group, thinking ahead to that social media aspect of publication. EVERY, and I mean EVERY book in the top thread was paranormal romance, time travel, or dystopian. A few dozen books down, I found one realistic-fiction romance book. Is anybody else sick of paranormal romance and dystopia? I really do love historical fiction. That’s what I love to read, and that’s why I wanted to write Slider’s Son, based on true stories, but set in the 1930s. I’m following my own passion, and it’s not the trend right now, but that’s okay!

Okay, that’s my vent for the night. In spite of the vent, I really am EXCITED to have Slider’s Son out in the world!

Summer is zipping past

I haven’t felt like much of a writer this summer. With all the traveling I’ve been doing, my writing energy has been focused on composing the proposal for the NEH Grant “Bridging Cultures” which we are calling “South Africa as a Metaphor for the World: Stories that Help Eliminate Apartheid of the Heart.” 
I’m excited about the grant, and we are on the last legs of building it. 
However, there remains the fact that I have written almost nothing of my own fiction this summer, which is sad.
Inspired by my buddy Kirstin Cronn-Mills trek to Nebraska to gather research, and feeling as if I weren’t really a writer this summer, on a whim, I went to Mitchell, South Dakota, and visited the prehistoric Mandan Indian Village dig and museum, went through the George McGovern library, and the Pipestone Monument on the way back. I sort of felt immersed in my Slider’s Son story again, and can finally edit and fix, I hope. I found info about the Mandans in the first half of the 20th century that I hadn’t been able to find anywhere else. Now that I know where to look, there are books I can use at MSU. But they didn’t rise to the surface the way I was searching.
I do love research. And in some ways, this was a spiritual quest as much as anything. Now I’m home, and I don’t want to go anywhere ever again. Just kidding, but feeling that way today.
Below is a picture of the stone “Oracle” at Pipestone. See the profile on the rockface on the right?