We’re
always happy to have return visit from author Lea Wait, here today to talk
about her newest Antique Print Mystery and one of her biggest frustrations.
Learn more about Lea and her books at her website where you can also find a
link to a prequel of Shadows on a Morning in Maine.
I’m convinced that
being an author is, by definition, one of the most frustrating jobs in the
world. (And – yes – it is a job.)
When I was writing my
first book – a mystery rejected by forty of the best agents around – I would
have said repeated rejections were the major frustration.
When my first book (Stopping to Home) was accepted by a
major publisher (yippee!) I was frustrated that it got fantastic reviews but
didn’t sell more copies, let alone (yes, I was fantasizing) win any awards.
By the time that
first mystery (Shadows at the Fair) was
published, despite positive NY Times
reviews, I was frustrated by conflicts between writing two books a year (they
want my books!) and caring for my mother 24/7. (She repeatedly told me I should
“stop playing with that computer” and start doing whatever it was that she
needed or wanted me to do.) A no-win situation.
After she died, I had
more time – wonderful! I married the guy I’d loved for more years than anyone
can believe. Life was perfect.
But my publisher
wanted me to do more appearances, in more places. That took time – and money. (No
– publishers don’t pay for travel or promotional items or conference expenses
for most authors.) I went into
debt promoting my books, which were doing fine, but not “breaking out.” An
investment in the future,” I told myself. And, after all, Simon & Schuster
was publishing two of my books a year. I was really an author!
And then within a few
months it all ended. My mystery editor retired, and my series was discontinued.
Historical novels for children went out of fashion.
I was beyond
frustration. And, yes, tears were involved.
But I kept writing.
No one wanted to
continue my mystery series, so my agent suggested I write an historical
mystery.
It was rejected.
I wrote two more
historical novels for children (I’m stubborn) that were rejected. So was my
contemporary mystery for ages 8-12.
And the nonfiction
book I wrote for teachers.
And I won’t even
mention that dozen manuscripts that were researched, partially written, then
dropped because my agent said selling them would be “doubtful.”
I changed agents.
More than once. It didn’t make a difference.
Yes, I’d had eight
books published in under six years. But then – for another six years – nothing.
Frustration? Oh, yes.
And – an important side effect of frustration: publishers may not know this,
but authors are addicted to housing and food, too. I was in debt (that book
touring and promotion that was supposed to pay off) and, to top it off, the
market crashed. I looked for a day job but couldn’t find one.
And then … gradually
… the clouds began to part. A small publisher on the west coast decided to pick
up my Shadows series. The fourth book in the series (Shadows at the Spring Show) was published in 2005. The fifth, (Shadows of a Down East Summer) in 2011. I was being paid a tiny fraction of what
I’d previously earned, but somehow my readers found me. Hurrah! The eighth in
that series, Shadows on a Morning in Maine, was just published.
A small Maine
publisher decided to take a chance on Uncertain
Glory, one of my historical novels for children. It was published in 2014.
And through a writer
friend who knew an agent (not mine) who knew an editor, I was offered a
contract for a new mystery series. Much less money than my first series but
more than the small press. The fourth in my USA
Today bestselling Mainely Needlepoint series (Dangling by a Thread) will be published in November. It will be my
eighteenth published book.
So—is my life
perfect? Not exactly. Yes, I’m
back to writing two (or three) books a year that are being published. I have
supportive friends in the writing community. I now know my story isn’t unique –
authors have “down years.”
I’m working with a
credit consolidation firm. I’m doing few appearances out of my home state. My
husband and I don’t eat out often, don’t travel, and keep the temperature in
our home down in winter. It will take another four or five years, I estimate,
to work our way out of debt.
But my (new) agent is
excited about a project I’m working on. I’m hoping my Mainely Needlepoint
contract will be renewed. I do a lot of library and craft show gigs, to let
people know about my books.
I think -- I hope -- there’s
light at the end of the tunnel.
But now I’m a
realist. I know how rewarding being an author can be. But also how frustrating.
And – by the way – my
wonderful supportive husband understands, because he’s an artist. Don’t get me
started about the frustrations of that job!
Shadows
on a Morning in Maine
Antique print dealer Maggie Summer's making big changes in her
life. She's taken a sabbatical from her college teaching job and moved to the
coast of Maine to run an antique mall with Will Brewer, her significant other,
and is finally hoping to adopt the daughter she's been hoping for. However, the
troubled girl referred to her doesn't want any part of the plan, showing
affection only for harbor seals, which remind her of her "real
mother." Maggie's distraught when someone starts shooting the seals -- and
the a young fisherman is murdered. When Will then confesses a secret from his
past, she begins to wonder if moving to Maine is the biggest mistake of her
life.
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2 comments:
It's no secret that perseverance is the secret. Enjoyed the read, Lea.
Thank you!
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