I'm going to start out by saying that I'm probably not all that tasty... the whole fat to muscle ratio that makes meat so delicious is umm, not quite right here. Also, I'm a cancer survivor and recently went radioactive. While that did not give me the superpowers I was hoping for, it'll probably sour what little bit of good meat there was, but I'm sure with enough sauce, I'll be palatable.
So anywho, warnings aside, I'm introducing myself. I am, as of yet, unpublished. I have a full horror/thriller manuscript that I have been sending out to agents and saving all of my rejection letters like the sad, glasses wearing, acne prone nerd that picks up the jocks discarded math homework and sniffs it....wait... no, that's pretty accurate.
I'm a mom, and a military wife... I used to have a career, but then I became a mom two more times and it was cheaper for me to stay at home and raise me wee ones, so now I'm pursing my life long goal of getting published. Thankfully, I have some pretty awesome supportive people, namely my husband, but I honestly think that he's scared of me sometimes. But only sometimes. Like when I'm sleep deprived. Which is actually quite often.
Oh and I live in Florida (currently) and it has taken me a bit to introduce myself (I've been a peeping tom of sorts and reading through some of the threads) I have to admit that when I realized that there were quite a few authors here that I admire, I did go a little geekish and do my pure white girl dance, much to the red faced shame of my oldest child. Oh and I squealed. Loudly. My dog did not approve.
Sorry I'm long winded. I have no one to talk to but children during the day. And the dog.
So anywho, warnings aside, I'm introducing myself. I am, as of yet, unpublished. I have a full horror/thriller manuscript that I have been sending out to agents and saving all of my rejection letters like the sad, glasses wearing, acne prone nerd that picks up the jocks discarded math homework and sniffs it....wait... no, that's pretty accurate.
I'm a mom, and a military wife... I used to have a career, but then I became a mom two more times and it was cheaper for me to stay at home and raise me wee ones, so now I'm pursing my life long goal of getting published. Thankfully, I have some pretty awesome supportive people, namely my husband, but I honestly think that he's scared of me sometimes. But only sometimes. Like when I'm sleep deprived. Which is actually quite often.
Oh and I live in Florida (currently) and it has taken me a bit to introduce myself (I've been a peeping tom of sorts and reading through some of the threads) I have to admit that when I realized that there were quite a few authors here that I admire, I did go a little geekish and do my pure white girl dance, much to the red faced shame of my oldest child. Oh and I squealed. Loudly. My dog did not approve.
Sorry I'm long winded. I have no one to talk to but children during the day. And the dog.
