And the author was praying to the powers above
That her baby would travel to the ends of the earth
In hopes that it showed its potential and worth.
The book was all primed and ready to sell
Awaiting the chime of the midnight bell.
That sound would herald the buying phase
As well as the visions of cash it would raise.
While readers all snuggled in late for a snooze,
This author and others awaited reviews.
West coast or east coast, it mattered not.
Adulation was what every one of us sought.
The wait was interminable, the anxiety high
Not a sound could be heard; not even a sigh.
When what to my frazzled brain did appear,
The memories of what had gotten me here.
The desire to write I’d always held close
A fierce longing, not evident to most.
As years went by I buried the thoughts
Until they burst forth, a multitude of plots!
Now mystery, now romance, now murder and love
On action, on humor, there’s never enough!
To paper, to laptop, the words they all flowed
The ideas I conjured a quilt to be sewed.
Like random musings my writing resembled
Nothing expressive, more apt to be fumbled.
But then in a twinkling Jake and Lucy appeared
Their chemistry so hot my thoughts they did sear.
They argued, they fought; they cried and they swore.
And all I could do was write more, more, MORE!
At last the story was finished; complete.
The readers on Wattpad exclaimed “What a feat!”
And then my family also gathered around;
“You should send it out now, Mom, for fame to be found.”
With lack of confidence I hoped in my heart
That a beloved writing career would very soon start.
To this publisher; that publisher, my little book went
Until Entangled was the one I finally sent.
And now two years later with numerous edits,
Prisoner of Love awaits its possible credits.
At last it’s official, the wireless world awaits
The debut of what only I could create.
But before its fate is finally told
Happy Release Day to me! May many books now be sold!
(Prisoner of Love is now available; buy links are below)