I sent WRECKED off for final edits, and I can't express how excited and nervous I am.  Here are some of the thoughts that are racing through my brain, pretty much at all hours of the day:

I wonder if she will like it…What is she thinking as she reads it?…Is she reading it right now?…Is she having a hard time putting it down, or picking it up?…Will she tell me the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth?…Will I be able to handle it if she does?…Am I a writer or not?

It's like dating almost.  I always hated the dating game.  I sucked at it.  I would say things like, “Hey, just tell me if you like me or not.  If you do, call me.  If you do don't, don't call me.”  That never went over well, until I met my husband.  Man, is he cool.  He totally got me (and still does).  [Dear Editor:  Does that period go inside the parenthesis or outside?]

I'm starting tonight on my second novel – another story that's been floating around in my head for many years.  It's titled SECOND COMING and will fit in the thriller genre, not Young Adult like WRECKED.  I worry about jumping from YA to Triller, but I am who I am; it's hard to pigeonhole me as a person, so I guess it will be hard to pigeonhole me as a writer also. The businesswoman in me is setting off the alarm bells – Not a smart marketing strategy!  Stick with one genre!  Develop a fan base!  I know, I know.  Just let me get these few books out of my head so I have room to breathe.  Geez.

Pigeonhole.  I like that word.  Pigeonhole. Sounds like it could be a good insult.  “What the hell is your problem…you friggin' pigeonhole?!”   [TANGENT ALERT]

I'm going to try this project and see where it takes me.  I have a Stephen Kingesque scary imagination (although I'm not so arrogant or confident that I would dare to compare myself to him as a writer, so please put those hackles back where they belong…), so I think I might have some fun in the horror space too.  We'll see…