Welcome Lynn Cahoon to the very first Romancing Words.
Witches, and Fairies, and Cowboys. Oh, My…
If you hang around the writing world long enough, at least the romance genre, you’re going to hear Brand Yourself. (Kind of like the Frost Yourself – Matthew McConaughey uses in How to Lose a Guy in Ten Days…)
So what does it mean? If you write small town romance, stay in that sub section until you’ve developed a name for yourself. Don’t write a cowboy book, then a paranormal, then a farmer’s market book, and then a cozy mystery. Your reader’s will be confused and won’t follow you. You’ll have to use pen names. You’ll lose sales.
Maybe they’re right.
So, what did I do? I sold a cowboy romance (The Bull Rider’s Brother is really more of a small town story), then, three weeks later, I sold A Member of the Council to Lyrical. AMOTC is a sexy, paranormal witch hunter novella. Almost two opposite ends of the romance heat meter. But both stories revolve around the theme of family and friendship. And of course, love.
I guess I’m not really good at following the rules. I know that about myself. When I started writing, I wanted to learn what I enjoyed, what I wrote well. And how do you know what you like to write, unless you try? So I tried out several genres including cozy mystery, contemporary romance, short story, middle grade, and even paranormal. And I found out, I like a lot of different styles and formats. So branding is always going to be an issue for me. I hope, writing a good story, might pull me through. Or it might not. Right now, the only one making my decisions is me. And for the first time in my life, I’m doing what I want, not what’s expected of me.
The results? I’ve sold essays for two Chicken Soup books published this year. One Women’s World story.- releasing November 15th if you’re in a supermarket that week, my story is The Perfect Mix. I’ve released my debut this June, a follow up book (The Bull Rider’s Manager), and A Member of the Council and it’s follow up story, Return of the Fae. Additionally, I sold a contemporary novella and another contemporary romance, which will release in 2013.
The best part? I’m learning so much about publishing (digital and print), contracts, editing styles for different houses, and promotion. And I’m learning what I love.
And that’s what life’s all about. Do what you love, the money will come. And if it doesn’t? Who cares, you’re doing what you love!
I hope you take a chance on A Member of The Council.
Tell me, what have you done lately that stretched your comfort zone? If it’s been a while, what do you want to risk doing? And when are you going to take that chance?
A rogue hunter, a clueless witch and a mission to save an unknowing world.
Parris McCall, owner of the dive bar, The Alibi, has finally constructed a life where her
little quirks don’t show or matter to anyone. As for her grandmother’s warnings that she’s
different, well, she’ll cross that bridge if she comes to it. But when Ty walks into her bar, both lives are instantly changed.
Ty Wallace loves his life. How could he not? He’s a powerful human lawyer by day and the Magic Council’s rogue witch hunter by night. But after he agrees to substitute on his secretary’s dart team, all hell breaks loose. Now Ty has to help Parris admit who she is before her long-lost relatives kill her.
“Sally knows how to recruit a substitute.” Parris looked in his brown eyes, juggling her darts. “You’ve never played before?”
Ty shot her a smile designed to melt the coldest of hearts. Yes, he knew what he was doing all right. At least in the flirting department. Parris’ knees felt weak looking at him.
“I swear. I’ve never played league before. Beginners luck.” Ty motioned to the dart machine. “You ready or you want to throw a few practice darts?”
Parris’ eyes narrowed. Ha. He’d said he’d never played league before, not ever played before. Sally had brought in a ringer. Confident, she shook her head. “I’m ready to get this over.”
“Pretty sure of yourself aren’t you?” Ty tilted his head to the side, watching her reaction.
“You don’t have to be cocky when you’re good.”
“And you think you’re good?” Ty pressed. “A natural?”
She frowned, her face crinkling. “I have a lot of free time on my hands here when there’s nothing to do except practice.”
Another couple hours and Ty Wallace would be out of her sight, her bar, and her life. She wished erasing him from her thoughts and dreams would be as easy.
Lynn Cahoon is a contemporary romance author with a love of hot, sexy men, real and imagined. Her alpha heroes range from rogue witch hunters to modern cowboys. And her heroines all have one thing in common, their strong need for independence. Or at least that’s what they think they want.