Hello SFC and Company,
For those of you who don’t know me my name is Emma Petersen. I write inspirational contemporaries, paranormals and eroticas. Okay, so maybe not eroticas. And maybe my contemps and paras aren’t “inspirational” in the traditional sense but I’d like to think my work is still rather inspiring.
I’ve been writing with the intent of publication for about 2 years now but always remember loving the written word throughout my life. My first published story, Branded was released in August two years ago and with that story I started on my journey to my journey to a career as a novelist.
I say Branded started me on a journey to get to my ultimate journey, because like my heroine in Branded, I was a novice. Unlearned, untied, pure. (Ha. Okay, not pure. I don’t think I’ve ever been pure.) I came into this like a baby colt unable to get my legs under me to take the first couple of necessary steps. (What is up with me and these analogies? Seriously. Baby colt?)
It’s now two years later and what has that little green girl who wrote a dirty book about barnyard sex learned?
1. In this genre you either bend or you break.
2. The only thing consistent in this genre is change.
3. And nothing worth having comes easy. (Le sigh. I have a dirty mind because writing the words comes and easy together made me snicker. Don’t pretend you didn’t too. Okay, so maybe you didn’t. You’re probably a little or lot more mature than I am.)
These are the best lessons learned in my journey because to be honest, I don’t easily bend, am extremely resistant to change and haven’t really had to work for a damn thing in my life.
But ooooh boy have I worked for this writing thing. I’ve put in work (hehe) like a drunk guy at a Applebee’s. (Forgive me. Tasteless inside joke.) I’ve put in work and I’ve bent and I’ve changed. At times I wanted to throw my hands up and quit. Whine that it was too hard, too random, too unfair. (Hell, who am I kidding? I have whined about it. Ask Amie.) And even though I’ve quit a thousand times something keeps calling me back. Because in spite of the self doubt, fear of failure and success (Hush. I know I have issues. And no my therapist doesn’t help.) I can’t stop. Believe you me, I have tried yet…
I can’t quit you. Well, not you, the writing. I’m sure if I loved you as much as I loved (hated.) writing I wouldn’t be able to quit you either. And it’s amazing because despite the rejections, slap downs and general fucknuttiness (Can I say fucknuttiness?) this genre can put a person through, this is who I am. What I am. A romance writer and whether I never make it to New York (I am going to make it to New York.) I’ll keep on writing. I’ll keep on changing, evolving and I’ll keep on enduring the fucknuttiness because that’s what I was born to do.
Whew, that was a long post wasn’t it? And what was up with all the parenthesis? Anywho, once again I’d like to thank the spicy, crunchy chicas for welcoming me into their home. Before I go, please share with me. What have you learned in your journey?
This post has been brought to you by the letter F (fucknuttiness) by parenthesis ( ) and the insanity that is Emma Petersen. If this post scared you and you’d like Emma to continue therapy you can support her by buying her dirty inspirational little tale, Master of the Game. Coming from Ellora’s Cave July 18th. You can read an excerpt here. Leave a comment (today only) and you’ll be entered to win a copy of her upcoming ebook, Master of the Game. Visit Emma Petersen here.
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